Keyholes

1

For all intents and purposes , all wounds are meant to be analyzed and studied ; the cuts are impersonal , the pain experienced could not be acknowledged in mere silence alone , therefore all the words expressed and used do really mattered .

However , in the dark , and loneliness , these pains will be magnified many folds and as the words of the poets and novelists started to rears it’s shines , all wounds were without places to hide and in the intents and purposes ;

some men will rule with iron fist in making sure such pains won’t be repeated .

The weakened minds are the tyrants and with power ; the balance within will be never be about Selves but rather of gaining more power and the ultimate search for accumulative unnecessary needs for validation of that very power provided by the weakened minds surrounding .

Weak communities can be seen through their state of equalities amongst , races , sexes and religions factors .

How strange , Vivida quietly remarked ; all signs to which to differentiate values and functions , are also signs of weaknesses as it is … strength ?

Contrary to what you believed , strength does not revolve around the ruggedness of fears . Pain inflected caused by the very protections hoped are the very instilled methods of pariahs in the minds of their own children .

In the mere curves of efforts , it is ; that is what strength is .

To know the differences , along the weak , the meek would have the chance to become strong , but first … know what is , which is and to whom the gathering of that need to cognitively will result into .

Yes , strength equal to power in these tyrannical parenting .

In the blooms of mistakes , the beautiful innocence of learning , the gathering of knowledge , letting the younger generations to earn their own set of evolving Three .

In the case and phase of Time , the anomalies will also evolve .

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Keyholes

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It , the time will retrained the minds , to open it’s eyes , thirding into the potential leaders , be it competent or not , to right what is wrong , and scarier yet ; to manifest to poison outwards , deal with it accordingly and at peace eventually after , disastrous results .

And gladly , on the other side of the fence … , great leaders are always with the better solutions , kept creating shelters to which they are not going to be in ; longevity and prosperity for the upcoming future generations .

Vivida closed the ancient book .

Boredom refers , yes ?

How smart do you have to be , in the order for you to find gold in the mundane thoughts of human minds ?

Mundane golds ?

Nothing is mundane when the values are calculated by these crass and simplistic humanity .

These are not truth . These are philosophy tuning back into basic needs in ruling , found through the state of anomalies while searching for healing patterns by the communities of ancient religions .

Any forming state of beliefs , that is .

Any forms , forming , had to grasp it’s own Selves , in credibility ; at all times , for evolving it’s forms , but remember … Vivida.Lucida smirked h.er tightly closed mouth .

Truth indeed is how you called yourself to what and why you are now … and literally into the depth to “where from are you baby” ?

And that truth is ever interchangeably to the eye of the seers .

You yourself will be the defining points to what you rather want to see . And ultimately be or not to be from these “defining” points .

Wonder … ever wonder how certain few managed to stay “pretty” after what they have been through ?

Ever wonder why is it to stay beautiful in the world which is indifferent to compassion and kindness in which you have put out ; is a form hard to hold as decay of the minds and bodies tuning into the heads of your own wisdoms ?

Ever wondered , why the beautiful and the wise stared at each other without being one another as they can be in a one person and still could admire each other from afar without prejudice ?

The seeing into one another by the beautiful and the wise is that state of immaculate conception to the need and why of desirous propensities needs to take on for the creative endeavors in becoming …

Techs .

Desire and appreciations , the boldest bold in laying the foundations of any Circuitries .

Vivida dialed in into her frequencies , Fingra.Nuovo .

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Le it not the thousand years separating us from each other, but rather bring us closer into the phase of Time , in the reasoning to ponder ;

The beauty and the wise .

Their love for one another .

Cliff.Bells and his methods of management .

Rumb.Grumb and his stars while staying put on Earth to where dreams made real through the understanding of them .

And to that , Fingra.Nuovo and her longing for ultimate loyalty .

Vivida laughed at the thought of Fingra , the realist who is kind enough to seek into her own justification … to what is loyalty is all about .

When awareness is mortally human , how could you be loyal when dust is all you return to anyway ?

H.er point.view is blinking …

Circ ?

:: Stilling a thousand years for truest flashes of seconds ? ::

Intrusion from Circ is always prophetical .

The reasons are in the timing , the definitions are in the precise tuning , of his awareness reading me , and the states of Twelve Circuits are in his conclusions of my phrases thinking out thoughts .

Let see , Vivida.Lucida breathed in .

:: Quaintly refreshing . Why Ty30153 ? ::

Vivida quietly think of air filtering plants . Quick memories .

Singing birds , and their oddly pitched resonances .

:: Familiar . Quite familiar . Soothing and yet chaotic . Soothing nonetheless . The key of B , and strings of major chords . One after another , yes Vivida ? ::

Kois dancing on the water surface , fast quick lightning , flashing silver into the back of someone’s retina . Blink of the eyes and a smile to the orange evening .

:: The hundreds of cycles , massive magnetic metal shedding polarity . Why do you think that is ? ::

Thinking that is , magnetic neurons , vortexing along a complete universe only to expand but never really heading anywhere , “purposeful” ? Isn’t that the league~ing institution why Man is concerned into why he should be resulting for ? Seeking in the needs ?

:: Functioning for a need , too much eh ? To think that way , yes Vivida ? For what are they to be without magnetic poles above and around them , huh ? To bleed , to heal and rebirth continuous . Years , decades and centuries and the big understanding of electric charge within , muses and inventions ::

Circ clicked silently into Hexa.Syc latest hums .

Just loud enough , for Vivida to hear it in the few split of seven seconds .

Listening to the interest of Hexa’s focuses in the width of time , of a decade integrated into seven seconds , a clarity perpetuating perfection for solutions , the integrating forming structures well being for humanity to lean on . Vivida.Lucida kept h.is mind clear off from predictable institutions , designed and defined of the past simply to let in Circ to the best he could reflect his visions into .

When it is with the furthest it could reach , the looking back of the past will always be with the revealing notions to how it could probably be , in the layering like the dead leaves on the grounds …

:: So is the tree above the dead scattering leaves , to the wind which to blow in the direction of End , and only to begin in the wisp and curves of air by the branches , to grow … new leaves ? ::

The dead woman again ? Vivida kept her silence amongst the dull brightness of the sunshine . Funny , how the stillness of the brightness in human retina gets to be boring after awhile , compared to the darkness and it’s manifestation of the unnecessary , humans and their fear of the unknown , any brightness , seen and experienced by them , like the good of faith in their need to believe in the past ; are like cockroaches after the bomb nuclear blast .

Still exist , carrying the dark needs as the diseased gets to be righteous , immortal to the wounds of life , and as the death thrives the manifestation of the dark further , life from whence and where they were from , is it any wonder to why it is the way it is ?

Quaintly reforming , like the gathering of diseased rats and cockroaches , thriving further as a species , survival of the fittest , and still fiction~ing best , subscribing to the formulas that led them to the calamities before .

With Hexa.Sync these days , No miracles with numbers as they had figured it out , just the infinity of it , makes it unbearable to cling with mere simple human awareness . Any wise men knows of this , any fools surrender their need for protection in words and knowledge alone without seeking further into the vortex and sometimes deadly truth , that any fools were like the big gambling schemas , could be anyone of them human .

Pity , living life to only having to trust .

Trustworthiness , as is turns out are not in every man palms , but somehow …

:: The Circle of Life , every one life and continuities always guaranteed it to rebalance , yes ? ::

There was a smile in Circ’s voice , Vivida noted . Yes this and yes that , and the knowing rest on the eternal light of Hexa‘s numbers .

:: And you hated , despised more like it , their heads hard knocked on the walls for their learning lessons ; a bull to his own slaughter , symbolic to the sacrifice within , slaves to the notions of reality . Yes ? ::

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How indeed reality is all they have , to the unimaginative mundane needs for justification , retributions , the death seemed like an escape and yet feared .

How indeed reality , became the symbol of awakening from something or someone with meaning . Nothing in this world should be without it . The Meaning is the core to when The Awareness will take place .

If you have none of it , therefore , you are to be with deeper symbolism .

And mostly they are creepier than maggots on corpses .

Life coming from death and it’s waste . The perk while living on Earth . Creeping forth thus life is … and subjectively , the minds would simply have to justify their own worth to elevate their own sense of humanity thoroughly as one . Nothing more , nothing less .

:: Bravo , Vivida ! Child play that is to you , why ponder then ? Anything less is divisively tree stumps ? ::

Vivida.Lucida breathed in , and focused squarely on the existence of Circ , accessing h.im like the very diseased rats after nuclear bomb .

Vivida exhaled and streamed out h.er thoughts , in torrents ;

The same reason to why you are with me at this very moment . Synchronicity , yes ? For anything that is , was , and with the tuning coming from perfect numbers , reasons are perfected without having so much for needs of justification . Clarity clarifying , Circ , I need not know why you are here at this moment , to where decay does not exist , all we are about is then , synchronicity . And with that , for anything that were , are ; functions and values .

Layered propensities , symbiotic relationships , and I’ll be damned if I am merely a slave for your Curves and Froth for your inductions of numbers for Hexa .

And s.he opened h.er eyes . With deep etched smirks in h.er heart , sh.e restrained the look on h.is face . Blink blink , is all .

:: Ahhhhh , perfect simulations Vivida . if I don’t know any better , I am starting to think that you are transforming unto human conditioning , your wounded greed there for a second . But as you know , resulting factors to how their minds are functioning does not apply to us … We are merely communicating in this possible means of language . But in the end , those toning earlier will relate to greed in the end , and you know that . Who is it this time you have a big interest on these days ? Fingra.Nuovo ? That schema of vanity ? She has no worth to greed patterning . Greed was built around her . She was raised by the ideal of that protection of greed . And in that protection of greed , she in the end worked very hard to abolish that state of mentality without even knowing that is what she did . I have to say , perfect simulation Vivida but then again you already knew that ::

Rusted doorknobs .

With rusted keyholes .

Fingra answered her klik.konnect .

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// I couldn’t be bothered with that methods of advertisements , Surya . The one that you sent me earlier simply doesn’t cut it . Mysteriousness venting into hopes , no no no . That kind of landscapes or abstractions and angle of the sun , not that sappy look of faces which invite commonalties . Make me feel special whenever I look at it , say from by the subway stations where rush hours are happening , and it only takes a glimpse of our advert , it will stays forever in their heads . At least until the opening of the film . Special . Remember that . Make everyone who sees the advert feel special . You got that ? //

Suria.Twelve kept his silence . Waiting actually for further instructions . Big lady boss is brain forming something out of nothing . You better listen , Surya quietly mused .

// Timing is everything , Surya . With our kind of business , we have to lead that timing into the time in when they are expected to be exposed to the advertising we are talking about here . Yes ? To sell is to agree that we understood their subconscious , kindly . I repeat kindly . Bright and yet soft attenuations of moments that we are to impose on their visuals . Not assaulting them with to how mundaneness this life like , and by goodness , no religious undertones , in spirits and in abstractions . Simple and just . We need goodness of scientific primitive , without high hell or heavens descending even to kill a few . Nope , none of that bulls . Yes ? //

∆ Yes , Fingra . Primitive goodness with no abstractions of the bulls of religious attenuations . ∆

Fingra let out a hearty laugh .

// Scientific primitive goodness . We are the scientific analysis , analyzing the goodness to which is primitive then , Surya . There must be good people out there then too , right ? You know ones who are smart enough without the need for conformity . Those primitive are the ones I am talking about , protecting the others because they wanted to be treated and protected the same before religions . Now what are the colors best to represent these form of primitive ? What do you think Surya ? Hmmm ? //

Fingra said it with a knowing smile in her voice .

// Yes , Surya Love . make it as vivid and lucid as you possibly can … yes ? Give me variations of these expressions … by goodness , keep away from the idea of commonalties . I am special , you are special . Everyone soon shall be too when they see into the advert . A glimpse is all it takes . I want that in the rush hours with these sentient with deep awareness rushing about going to work and leaving for home , okay ? //

Surya quietly mused again , yes we are all special .

∆ Special is the keyword , I believe that is what you are saying . Yes ? ∆

… and closed his eyes listening to Fingra pulled a breath in .

// Yes sweetie . You are drifting nicely to me now . Gently does it , calm and peacefully like any statues which represented exactly that . Few variations and get back to me whenever you are ready , okay ? //

She disconnected without waiting for an answer .

The young man is work in progress , An answer would be mean a need for confirmation , and confirmation would see to it that he would have too have a decision there and then .

Let him mull , taking his sweet time to chew the ingredients that they just discussed in his own time . And I , here I am …

She slowly turned around , careful not to make any sound …

The fat cat , furry black with his face adorned by his glittering eyes , staring back at her …

rusted doorknobs

Ohhh here we go , Fingra sighed quietly .

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// Rusted keys have problem getting in Boom ? //

The furry black cat , fat ; blinked hard . As if he couldn’t believe Fingra was sending an inappropriate signal , looking as if he was deciphering codes sent , Boom jumped off from the sofa and walked very slowly towards Fingra .

Fingra laughed … and hissed loudly at Boom.Ploop .

// Seriously Boom ? Enter not if you can’t , eh ? Why talk about it then ?//

rusty keys rusty minds

the door I am

you may enter not

emotions unkind

rusty keys rusty minds

the opening that you are

not the doors to which I am

Fingra stopped moving and had her face frozen , caught in the blinking smirk of a cat , fat , furry black ; and hissed Fingra did ,

// Awwwwww , the kindly spiffy furry cat speaking the words of truth ? Or is that compassion Boom ? Try hissy fit , instead of those reflective words indeed . The doors that you are , probably are the reasons why you cannot lose weight . You cannot enter the door , to the room that you’re supposed to be in . Awwwwwww ! //

Boom slowly lifted up his upper lips , revealing his upper fangs .

a cat is nothing compared to rusty chains

… and stretched his body under the glass table , while keeping his eyes fixed at Fingra .

rusty keys

rusted doorknobs

rusty mind to a rusted chain

break nothing you cannot ever

dream to be in your best within

the keyhole …

and left the room to the kitchen , leaving Fingra staring in disbelief to the every Boom’s steps , and when he reached the kitchen , he looked back and hissed louder than Fingra earlier ,

serve to free the minds

fulfilling wishes to ingredients

in sugar and milk

to begin for in the endings

to remember in the knowing …

Fingra nodded in agreement , slowly .

Slowly she walked over to the kitchen with her head down , calculating and remembering of Ditha.Sevaras poem , “Whimsical Blue”. In the knowing , you remember to begin from nothing , and to end with nothing , for anything which bled and grew along the way , it is time , the only graceful curves of phasing moments relying on your decisions in making it through .

She stopped by Boom.Ploop , taking her time carefully to sit near the cat , fat , and stroked his tail ,

// to begin for in the endings ,

to remember in the knowing ,

deep and complete ,

even in a one ,

zeroes are open for interpretations

in a nothing is a one ,

is something for any sentient ,

aware in the giving,

serve to free the minds

rusted keys and rusty minds

in your best within ,

as in the endings to begin ,

depth to complete

in anyone … //

Fingra felt her cheek slowly wet with tears .

And strangely she can’t seem to remember the few last words to the poem .

Boom stood up and moved closer to Fingra , putting his head over her hand to be petted ,

Boom meowed softly , and Fingra laughed ,

// Oh my Boom ! You sounded so pretentious with your soft meows there , boy . Beautiful pretentious righteous cat , you are . You are not simply mere programming , are you ? You are coded through the reflections over the years you had lived amongst Us human … Thank you , Boom . //

Fingers sat on the floor and let Boom climbed on top of her laps, While she diligently stroked Boom’s fur .

as in the endings to begin

depth to complete

in anyone that is someone

a form will be completed

finest acceptance within

as when you knew today

that someone could be anyone

and everyone

… and meowed softly and finally shifted his full weight , on top of Fingra.Nuovo by lying on top of her lotus sitting position .

She cried quietly , thinking of simplicity of pain and joy, the flip switches , through the years lived, and the moment in realizing how thinking patterns are mere exposures , simple depths , programmable like this simple implanted chip of a cat, and yet the humanity of it …

Fingra wiped the tears on her face and held Boom’s fat face and looked into his blue piercing eyes ,

// Yes Mr Boom.Ploop . Thank you very much for that reflection , boy ! Anything you want , we’ll go get it . You and I , okay ? Name it //

She laughed as Boom meowed his pretentious frequency again .

perfect depth in white

simple today

for now

Fingra laughed heartily , stood up , lifted the cat up with her , put him on the table and gently pour the milk into the silver bowl for Boom to have a drink on .

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Promises

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There are reasons why to Contrast .

You can see it , practically , The State of Why will refers to simple Conveniences and that , eventually rest in the zone of Comfort .

This is a must for the engineers in fracted.norm to whom also happened to be the scientists , specialists into the zooming into the depth in fracted “truth” .

How can one see into the Depth in Reality , the symmetries recorded , with the minute details of the recordists , the persons who were selected to do the jobs , ioning , right down to their reasons , for example , into that necessary Contrast for the fracted.norm scientist to get ahead in their research ?

The lights delays were reformed ; it is not easy but it can be done .

Notion flipped the white page onto another ;

To see the flaws indeed , and deflected them so that th lights can be shone accordingly to the needs of the scientists in the fracted.norm ; truth.fracting for better fictions … yes better minds to make a better “truth”

… engineering humanity ; life … the model of moments ; by tuning into matters believed to the important events , the leading causes to be relevant at all costs , formulaic to the make of the start of the future light delay .

The relevancy to effect ?

What are Depths ?

Matters that ‘Were’ meaningful .

Matters that ‘Are’ meaningful ?

Notion quietly laughed , remembering the golden years as Epik has said in their last meeting with In.dexx a decade ago .

Matters that “were” meaningful had reasons and that reasons “are” snobberies to the very matters that are seeking for a meaning .

Strange man , that In.dexx was .

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{ That is Depth , it has nothing to do with breathing life symmetries , you know this , Notion …what matters are for the reasons to Matter , as simple as that … Mathematic is nothing without Reasons . }

Epik nodded , and squirmed along the sofa ;

9.9 I know you , the next thing you are going to say is , they have forgotten to tell our children why Math is all about . Hmmmm , lead them without the slaughters and yet the meat is there , at all times . Remember the issues way back then , burdening the atmosphere with methane , hmmm ? Follow and ye shall see , heating Earth ? … instead of taking the time to tell them the Why ? 9.9

Notion lifted the four brown folders on his lap , and spread them evenly on the tea table .

1.00 Power without Critical Thinking ? Are we at that again , Notion ? The leaders without the burdening of the Whys , always had to be with the answers at all times ? You are going to fail your intraxx.histories if you are going to delve into this , this way . I have the feeling that , these life.consultants who they picked to mark our exam papers , are going to be judging our minds for innovative.state to Cause . I don’t think they care for argumentative methods like it was in the past . They found their men , selected for that five year terms in focus , now they needed to see into that Cause for intuitive solutions . We have ourselves to figure out to how they are seeking for in the answers , you know this , Notion . Fashion is , these mind flows are , they were “dressed” from the earlier reasons to pattern , we are taking the exam , we have to figure out how would they want us to answer them based on their interest for the moments and ages in that terms , give and take in the five to a decade , years in focus . Or else , we all are nothing but same old same old , stagnating brilliance to the dull boredom looking for the meaning of existence in this mundane life like how it was , … the fathers and their fathers before us .1.00

Epik nodded again , squirmed a little closer to the four brown folders on the tea table ,

9.9 Inspire these life.consultants , this is what Notion is saying … the exam is about whether you knew what of the interests , the inventive state of inspirations to innovate , and yes we are talking about intraxxes.histories here . Don’t seem to make sense , ain’t it ? 9.9

Epik looked at In.dexx calmly ,

9.9 You know what I mean right , dear In.dexx ? 9.9

In.dexx started to finger the folders , one of the brown folders

9.9 What Notion insinuating is that , they want to see to how you are seeing the making of intraxxes in the past , and yet it is not the intraxxes that matters to them . Intraxxes are done in the mind of men , once it is out there , whether it was good or bad , already instituted to the structures in our mind . What they want to see now , is your percolating sense in Causes , to Reason the instinctive in factors , it is you and your focus in how you are putting yourself on their shelves as if you are about to be part of that inraxxes in histories yourself , well , that is you are ever chosen to be one of the Inner.Circle . 9.9

In.dexx laughed , after staring at Epik.Demokra’s face for a few seconds .

{ You sounded like an old woman talking about the meaning of life to a child who she is not sure whether the child is hers . Why the stepping on the stone carefully , Epik ? Even if I failed the test , what does it matter to you both anyways ? What are guys are not telling me ? } …

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The Depth always refers , Keen.Kapital smiled , staring into the collective.ions’ point.view .

The recording twirled into time , is it becoming aware of itself ?

Even in collective.ion , you can feel the state of revelation is about to happen , like the smell of metal in the air .

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…. { what does it matter to you both anyways ? Histories were , in other sense of a word , achieved . I won , you lose , I failed , you succeed , on and on , no surprises or unpredictable moments to ponder later , yes ? }

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Keen zoomed in to the four folder , and carefully noted the manufacturing.time relayed in the collective.ions info about the brown folders ; different batches … indeed .

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Notion breathed in and looked at Epik for a few moments longer .

{ What is going on here ? Is there something you are not telling me ? }

Pregnant silence , the three of them , staring at each other with Epik , slowly hand picked one of the folder onto his lap .

1.00 Have you heard of a saying , primitive native’s old saying ; in the Order to complete , the completion to rest firm in becoming , by and for the energies who are building the structure it had to start in the triangle of three , the succeeding points , at least before it becomes a full circle . Did you ever hear it ? Especially when the opportunity are around and about The Three . The structure had to be idealized in such manner that , in order for the cyclic mechanization to manifest it ‘s own state of functions in these reflection … well … you know about this , don’t you , In.dexx ? 1.00

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It is not in the failures or successes in determining the statistic rates for the hopeful future should be in the focus , but it is the interaction of the three , in symbiotic relations to the outside other form factors , that will in the end guarantees for the others paths in the evolutionary minds to forms a State , new states of Functions and Reasoning for the natural.seeders .

The Differentiation in Schematas gathers intelligence this way .

Keen typed in the manufacturing codes of the four brown folders into Circ’s input , hoping to be able to queue the info in the bottlenecks of Hexa.Techs as soon as possible .

Oh , how irrelevancies , relate too much in this Depth !

The cycles and mechanics of the Threes .

When the Functions in the basic necessities are to exist in any sentient , started to work it’s ideals of Functions ; the effort usually etches deeper in Time , depending on the values decided by the masses ,

… The Threes in Diplomacy , as primitive as it sounds ; is about filtering the unnecessary away for the most ideal cut .

The step backwards , in reverse technology from the fluidity of movement of the circle indeed , the triangular pattern seems to stand firm , until somehow they , the state of Diplomacy decided to form on through .

The Time , in other words has another layer of state in Reflection.Tech and practically is much more identifiable in collective.ions .

In the rest of Threes

It evolves

Always , an initiative ,

In the effort of it

It is where the start of Diplomacy begins .

Truest of Reflection

Balancing Tech

In the conditioning of Man .

Written by a woman , go figure ! Ditha.Sevaras .

Basic , the first form of the many symbols before it somewhat evolves to a circle , so with the triangle ; Why seek into further when you have the best of the three ?

Hmmm ?

Sense in a simplified primitive mind ? know your basics , and work your ways from there ?

Angles to Hold better ?

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Promises

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Distributive , a qualitative sense to an adequate power , adjusting methods merely to propel the right angles onto the appropriative holding power ?

The Depth or Heights always refers to Irrelevancies .

The deeper it gets , the more you aware about the connective regulars in relevancies .

And this is where , when it gets into the focus , you could strengthened it’s hope , and generally work into the the connectives and structure them into reality or knowing facts in depth to why certain few , in how to simply , to let them go .

And the kicker to all this , is when you realized to how all those irrelevancies are all in one big soup , to where time is the peaking reason and taste is the connective spices , inflecting one another for a foothold in what supreme delicacies are all about .

What was not , apparently has a reason why it shouldn’t be , right from the get go .

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{ You are saying in this particular year , they did this on purpose ? So both of you , instead of looking into these matters independently , study intraxxes like how it is usually done in the past , you rather focus on the reasons to why they are making these exams this way ? Why not check into what is popular in current events instead , perhaps this is what they are truly seeking for ? Big massive shelves for alternative solution in the diplomacy of the threes ? Pah ! Primitive ! I can’t believe …. you guys ! }

In.dexx stood up at the end of the sentence , angry , glaring at them both and at the same time knowing very well what they are insinuating … the birds only land when it is safe , and yet the safeness are seen from the flight above … Remember this In.dexx , he quietly passed this thoughts along in his head while Notion and Epik returned the glares , unflinching without a blink in their eyes .

9.9 Exactly , In.dexx . If you want to know your students , get to know their bases first , right from that initiative flaws and perfections of the three , in that firm diplomacy , and yes … as primitive as we could ever be with the lesson learnt , they would want to know how we are relating these issues together . They are life.consultants for goodness sake … they are the definitive to that very word itself , Inventiveness . As to the current events go , you are literally an open book , at the right page to where we are … chatting about here , amicably , nicey nicey , smiley smiley … chatting … yes ? 9.9

An imaginary tone followed after the last pitch in Epik.Demokra voice , seemed to bring out peace all around the study room .

1.00 Current events , eh , In.dexx ? Selective brain~mass patterns for the bottlenecking of the Uultras , recently discussed by the intraxxers . The discussion was about having to filter the Uultras through that selected brain~mass first and then to the newstills . Seems like they are at a stale mate … 1.00

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Keen zoomed in at Epik’s voice pitch when he said , ‘Yes’ … earlier , in the other monitor .

One in a million , there it is , Keen smiled .

Persuasive and universally charming Epik , right down to the smack dab in the voicing of the very word itself , Yes .

Curves up ever so beautifully in the nestling of hope , lingers … ringing through the air in that room , in perfect clarity .

He , Epik is … aware of his own Knots .

That Knots in the seaming of Life , to Hold .

The angles , yes ?

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Notion looked into the folder and randomly picked one of the papers in it .

1.00 This is what I believe we should be ending up in doing . The game of chance with the probabilities in the circle to what we know to our state of minds indeed , predicaments at the moments . I believe this is what the life.consultant is seeking for . Pretty fucking obvious , with all the students are divided into threes for a major thesis papers such as this exam . The nameless four folders are printed by your dear friend , In.dexx , Mr Tonkeys . And before you had it in your mind , that we are cheating , In.dexx , curb that thoughts … and think again . It is not to what would be in the questions of our exam we are focusing on this moment , but it is to their methods to how they see us as the students , picking the right adaptive solutions for whatever it is are in their focus . Bet you , they don’t even know what they are looking for . Since all of us are students , we chose ourselves to be in this strangely manifestation in a group , The Threes . Our choice of each other thus back to our method seeing into their proprietary in seeking us . Get that ? So , this … is my chosen blueprint . Let see yours … 1.00

In.dexx picked one of the three folder ,

{ You are defining a prediction . But not … the exams … but to what we are to … each other ! }

In.dexx alternatively looked at them both , surprised at the revelation , slowly coming from the staring back of their own eyes .

1.00 Is there any other way ? We are the master of our own destiny , to each one of us on Earth , and those life.consultants are aware of this too … Why not , In.dexx ? The blueprints in the four nameless folders are schematizxd with our given names for it’s manifestations to how we see ourselves … 1.00

Notion and Epik both smiled at him , accepting the comforting facts to which seem to elude In.dexx .

9.9 Be a dear , In.dexx … of those two folders , be carefully aware and pick one out … for me … , please ? 9.9

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Keen waited until the .phrs. in the collective.ion to end .

Without result of the meetings , ……. ohh isn’t life is telling in itself ?

A contrast of the threes , to where life is leading the functioning states in the tech.reflective ; To see , one must know the knots , that holds … the picture , to interest … for simple angles to manifest in how indeed , you see …

Keen looked at the four papers with serial numbers on top of the pages .

Lucky yes ?

As it turned out , the other two , Notion and Epik had realized it all along that they are the very instruments who had propelled In.dexx to where he is at this moments .

Or , brave enough to seek out the potentials ?

With this courageousness comes responsibility , and most of these states of thinking patterns will be focusing onto the next functional methods , in decisions , to which really that has nothing to do with character buildings .

In other words , the persona had to be just at the right inflections , to be at this taking of responsibility , thus potentialities are at most with the whims of Preferences .

Scientifically , that kind of Preferences , in the anomalies of bended light , is frown upon .

Keen smiled along to what he was thinking , but worry not , courageousness is always appreciated regardless of prejudices and discriminations .

Yes , even to scientists , engineers and intraxxers … especially to life.consultants .

Indeed , after all , aren’t we the designers who always learned in our ways and in tune always in making things better and understandable for the coming future generations ?

If we are a community living in the tuning of A Vicinity , keen on cowardice , what good are we to each other , hmmm ?

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To see , one must see the knots , that held the picture to interest , in Contrast , it will predicate at best . Intraxx.7778 , the very reason why in the induction of this intraxx was to happen because of this meetings that had taken place between us three , a decade ago .

Amazing that , this life.consultant , Keen.Kapital is interested in this particular meeting .

Notion gently .phrs. into Keen’s fingertip , disconnecting collective.ion point.view in his screen .

Light delays , the reasons to some , to live ; for what are the use of the future without these pasts , structuring the state of minds to think , even stranger indeed , to simply feel ?

Strange and lucky man , that he is … Notion thought of In.dexx .

Strange for he was attracted , like a magnet , to ones who could , seeing their own potentials and work into the flows of his intricate focuses .

Lucky , to the facts that he is in the many forms of ‘fate’ , the revelation of the future seems to unfold before him ; before it could have a chance to manifest fully in reality , instead of having to relearn and depending too much on that fully unrealized tech , the collective.ions .

In reality ? Intraxxes are the strongest state of make believe for reality .

The definer to the living thinking patterns , the room of Inner.Circle who will decide out and fully to what is out of date and to what should be in the state of focus without having to resolve much into the burdening death commemorating idealism as it was in the past .

The motion of Keen’s finger , was perfected to the depth of his own understanding ; precise and with immaculate gentleness , pressing the button to end after what he saw in the .phrs. earlier .

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Promise is at best , is a good contrast .

A good character , credible , is a good representation to an interesting make of photography .

Exposures to these photography , which was captured through an understanding of light , shadows and in the stilling of the moments and movements ; is equal to reading literatures .

Simple photography , and now make it seem like a lullaby , attractive enough even for a child to comprehend it’s point of reasons , eventually .

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Yes ? Bright colors ?

Or mesmerizing soft light at the edge of the subject represented ?

Olaf.NewGills opened the files in his computer with a sigh .

Why oh why , pastels ?

As bright as pastels could ever be ?

The black cat by the window outside kept looking into his room .

A child , a happy one at that , would be gravitate to massive objects , moving objects , don’t they ?

A fearful child simply wouldn’t dream of finding comfort … say … in unsecured parenting ?

What is it that these happy secured children would be attracted to ?

Olaf stared at the picture on his point.view , and slowly aware to the stares coming from the black cat outside .

What settings of life would a child have to be in so that their interest would increase exponentially until they forget themselves in that process of admiring … say … a simple flower ?

A Dog ? Cat ?

With a dog or cat , the dog had to be somewhat playful to the child and that would be movements , plenty of it , and a cat … ?

… moving across the living room and “oh , look it now what have we here , a human baby” ?

Flowers ? The wind softly , blows upon them , staying put to where their roots are … so then … it has to be movements , playful like movements , ones with fast , circling , closed to the roots to where the child would have to be the decision maker , the master who is in the end had to be with the initiatives in starting … a greeting ? … to his own admirations ?

Happy and secured child … and a toy for them to play with .

Hmmm …

Olaf turned his head to the window and the black cat is still there outside , sat staring at him .

The cat moved and push the windows with it’s head , and walked into the room .

meow

Huh , what say you to this one ? I am the root , and he is the one who playfully greeted me instead , Olaf smiled and stood up with his left hand outstretched to welcome the fat black cat in .

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~ Wait ~

~ Will you wait , Bridg.itte ? No hurry … ~

She almost stood up from the bench and decided not to when she heard the voice .

Looked around for the source , she could only see seagulls , flying up above while ones who stay on the grounds , simply ignored her .

~ You’ll be there for some time , a little while here wouldn’t hurt , yes ? ~

Overlapping waves , pastel orange sun , glittering sand …

And also there was a black object , a box of vantablack , on the sandy beach not too far away from her …

~ Too early , Bridg.itte , you still have to wait for his return . And that in real life it could means weeks , years , decades or goodness forbids , centuries ! Stay a little awhile with us . You are leaving us anyway , right ? So why not wait a little while ? ~

Bridg.itte sat calmly with her back gently rest on the wooden bench .

Fuzzy and as clarity to the moments seen in front of her , becoming clearer …

…. sharp salty breeze indeed , with the course sand under her feet , she closed her eyes as the sun peeked through the cloud .

Automatic reactions …

Too bright for the eyes and yet fair sensation of the heat , almost immediate on my face , she mused .

~ That’ s it , Bridg.itte . Nothing in this realm is awake to you at this moments , enjoy this . No reactionary , just representations as so you are to us . Comfortable ? Are you now ? ~

Begin , at the start of a breathing , like the first awakening to a realm , like an awakening to the first exhale ; Bridg.itte took on another breath ,

Is this …

The waves of the oceans . An overlapped pastel , started to come in with sounds … distant like a memory …

~ Yes , Birdg.itte . Always remember this . All living things on Earth will be aware to you when you are transported to the new’still … this moments , what you seen in front of you are simply unresponsive to your existence … even Hexa . ~

This is the state of that much needed Alignments ? The tuning ‘seconds’ settling into a decision making ?

π Hierarchy π

Bridg.itte kept her eyes closed , listening to the waves in the distance , also to the whispers that seemed to be out of place in this realms .

~ The voices you heard ? They are dreaming your upcoming experiences , Bridg.itte . Living people on Earth who ‘forgets’ we exist in a bended light . Inner lights with inner minds , true validation from the state of progression in Time , for your kind , dear one . ~

Bridg.itte with her accu.knowledge connected to Hexa.Sync , listened without thinking , as she know how , … she is only a few breathe in and out , in between realms .

The waves of the ocean , tantalizing .

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~ Very good , Bridg.itte . We call that being aware without prejudices and fears . We believe you are ready to be connected to the Bottleneck , Bridg.itte . ~

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Hierarchy , strata of Assessment ; the shelves firstly , based on human interests , disregard importance and priorities , from the Dark Ages right up to the Ages of Bended Light , it has been the methodologies in how Humanity had been forming their state of minds and civilizations , that has been the main focus , at most times .

The Hierarchy in the bended light realm based on prior knowledge , not and never on Hopes .

Successes and failures as it turned out , in bended light had to be inflected in order to curve into another set of probabilities , to which all Uultras and certain only few Hi.THT.IDs could administer these curves without bad effects trailing behind the roots of progress .

The roots and the causes are the millions amongst the trillions and compare that to a few hundred human in Humanity amongst it’s species and to which the Uultra had to be finalized in their life in order to be studied , the forms of thoughts as part of the collective.ion ; these initiatives are simply too valuable to be messing around with .

Different state of connotations and methods to where the alignments of stars predicted to roost insincerity in men with fears , are something Hexa.Sync couldn’t fathom into it’s depth , kindly . Mathematically , cruelty in Mankind are a waste of time and energy . To which , these insecurities amongst the few hundreds of Hi_THT.IDs , a few of them could alter the pathways in that neurons charges simply by instigating few questions for the thinking patterns that needed it most . Kindly ? With humanity , methods in acquiring intelligence ? Have you heard the expression of ” cruel to be kind ” ?

However , the Hi~THT.IDs who could , would not usually . The overwhelming humanity and their burdens , suffering , empathically without solutions seeking for the wrong answers at most times can be downright oppressive and violent ; being human also these Hi~THT.IDs are ; the very pathways that could heals could be deflected into questionable integritry without knowing it ever to be so .

Humanity are like , juices , sweet ; too much of it , it will poison the body and the cure takes much longer to heal if that is even possible ; if it’s a state of destruction to the body , so it will to the minds thinking it without a release , unless it is for art , inventions for preventions and also creative studies .

This is where leaderships shine , or not . The When , of the worse can get worst or better for the best . The Where , of the danger , tyrannical state of minds to blossom , right down to it’s very citizens . The leaders would inharmoniously taught the methods of thinking in this manners until it will became the dissonances , the familiar resonance , for a piece of orchestral achievement ; be it for good or bad .

Keen stopped writing and sipped his Mostly slowly .

Achievement ? Or is it the never ending maintenance ?

There are such things as bad frequencies that included in the divisive thoughts pattern … if only … if only you are able to sit about and study your own mechanism to why you are attracted to them , yes ? … and that would be great for a young mind , any young minds to be aware of his own reasoning … in any which way , achievements in that making of larger purposes in life would be likely truly interesting and full of spirits of life , yes ?

Maintaining decays of thoughts with harmonic and resonances of the past ? In scientific methods ?The intraxxers are mostly designer for the human minds , too much worries in morality lately , the economics stumbled for the other side of the fence to celebrate it’s winnings over the argued values .

Intimidated minds tell such a different story about the moon , for instance . Some rather stay where they are and mumbled the words of hopes , while some worked with their hands and mind to get there , even though there are nothing to be found on the moon .

Steeling into thoughts could never be achieved through musical and creative excursions … time has proven that it is not possible . Passion and drives merely translated into longing , as memories will only to trail them along that state of decay in your own bodies … any human will refer that passionate drive to a younger generation , and in to where Hexa.Sync thrives , these new young minds would simply pick up ones that interest them so … disregard the past histories and it’s priorities . Isn’t that much better for the make of perceptiveness in young minds ?

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… so , achievement has a different tune every single time . Slight variations , ones that needed to be revealed , will be revealed and sometimes enclosed with burdens that needed to be accessed , gently , in order for a simple peaceful state of mind to follow through it’s unpredictable courses .

Keen put his glass down , and crumpled the paper that he wrote on earlier .

Perhaps , …

The Inquiries had to be addressed differently … Keen quietly poured another glass of Mostly .

The shedding of time , maybe I could gently reveal the mechanic of time without instigating the inner politic of The Inner.Circle .

Perhaps , the tyrannical intraxxers could be led into thinking , believing in the importance of Time shedding Tech at all times again , letting them to let go of that grip a little , fear in being ostracized by their own , The Inner Circle … ?

The fear had to be lulled into hopes , even if the hopes deceivingly defined … who indeed cares for egomaniacal untouchables intraxxers to where the definition of their terminologies are so out of touch with common everyday people ?

Good riddance , however …

Keen took another sip of his Mostly ,

Now here is the kicker to the bucket full of water …

In order for that to happen , blame the water , always . Yes ?

When the questioning begins to what the kicking of the bucket is all about , the water had seeped in into the grounds and all that is left is your integrity in telling it like so , such as … bad undrinkable water .

It is not what have you got to lose should be in the main focus , but it is to what is it that you would like to gain , should be the answers , the only confidence in getting to where this inquiries should be in …

~ Speaking on behalf of the Intraxxers … I would like to … ~

Keen closed his eyes , knowing very well the turn of event could means anything , like needles dropped in the massive oceans , and still they would be looking for the needles since it has cause a great distress …

And the qualms gotten from these search could lead to scape goats , the questions had to be answered , the leading failures had to be re~analyzed in the provocations by the burden left and eventually they would find the state in the layering of fictions into truth that needed to be taken care of .

Is it any good in the name of precision in distributions of intraxxes and managements for the stay of “modern truth” to be at it’s best for … let’s say to the predicted time span ?

No , but it is good enough usually .

Never with single human being , should you hoped for the best in any state of achievement , as that would be the same to a group of them , since the error margins would exponentially rise depending on the leaders and to top it all of , the well being of it’s citizens .

Good enough ?

Keen listened to the living room , the slight buzz of the fluorescence light .

Higher pitches at every each in the end of the buzz … interesting .

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Good enough ?

Nothing should be ever good enough … no civilizations should rise above in that proclaimed perfected tune for progressive mentality . There are no truth in the shifting paradox , and yet this statement is consistently to rear it’s ugly heads and Truth is in that understanding alone .

Bridg.itte kept closing her eyes and listened to the living and their dreams on Earth .

Soils , clouds , vast ocean water .

The margin errors ! Intraxxes would definitely inclined to lead further into the down curves like … the precision of …

3A Eruvydite’s Schemata A3

… Bridg.itte whispered quietly .

The death were justified , glorified and prided along the victories .

The centuries burnt with collected diseases , mayhem and imperilment by ignorance , as such the ‘good enough’ will have a need , singularly knowing it’s potential for the best in the name of scientific achievement , it ….

Strong static suddenly screamed at Bridg.itte hearings … buzzes , electronic .

She opened up her eyes and the ocean sat in front of her like a loyal lover .

eternity , as far as …

forever , it is .

Her attention slowly moved along to the coast and finally rest to the black objects on the beach .

Barefooted she walked to where the vantablack object is , as she was nearing it slowly it dawned on her , the automatic response with a smile upon her face …

:: You remember what it is , don’t you ? ::

She stood in front of the shoes , looked up to the voice ,

:: A friend I am to you , don’t fear me … ::

She nodded and picked up the shoes , examined them for a little while … and held it in her hand while looking out to the vast ocean , as the waves nearing her ; the tides are coming in .

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The source of protective needs , Keen smiled .

To where there is a want , a protection is necessary , the needs had to be universal in the make of it’s awareness , wholesome in it’s state of achievements ,

Maybe just maybe … The Rise and The Wanting could be reminded right from the beginning to how Eruvydite was with humanity then and tapered it slowly and accordingly to the Evolved.Tech in the Now … ?

What they can’t see , reveal these Techs for what it is first and then , the definitive Whom the Techs are for .

How could they then , deny the passion needed for all humanity even if they themselves , the intraxxers , in the hot boiling soup for the best results to which is Scientific.Achievements throughout , all in all ; could ever dispute the good wills in these facts ?

Keen downed his Mostly with one gulp , and started to write again , the opening speeches in variations for the inquiries …

Straightening up all the curves in all human personalities , make the characters aligned to the causes and reasons , yes … Hexa can wait , especially that big calculating machine and go straight for the anomalies and margin errors provided by these … Intraxxes Designer , The Man .

Never the stoops but really … in all honesty … it is all in the name of Heights in Hierarchy and that , has always been the state of achievement in Humanity , no ?

Yes ?

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Theory of Stability .

Another Sevaras’s poem ? She flipped the book of anthologies shut , hard .

Trembling grounds , where you’re standing on … is much more preferable ; mere theory ? , Fina laughed ,stood up and called for her secretary .

S.he appeared instantly .

Fina stopped herself from speaking after briefly noticing h.er attire .

19 . No kidding , bright red shoes ? What do you think I am , a dj ? This is a night club ? Seriously , Chelit … No can do with these bright colors in my office … 19

Chelit.Nganga stared at Fina quietly .

The silence was about to be deafening , when Fina walked closer to Chelit .

With her eyes fixed on the shoes , Fina pointed at them ,

19 . Pastel . Creamy ~ like if you have to insist on the red … It is kinder to my soul , Chelit … I want you to get Mr River.Banks on the line for me … and before that we have to talk 19

Fina finally took her eyes off the shoes and looked at Chelit’s face .

Hint of red powder on her eyes … very subtle .

Too subtle , that it is almost comfortable to look into .

Chelit returned the glare with a puzzle look .

Smart , Fina finally thought .

She motioned the sofa to Chelit and followed h.er steps with her eyes .

White uniform , silver , subtle too , lining her whites to every edge in the dress .

That bright red shoes though …

…. what am I ? , to clear humps from the past into ideas perpetrated by these symbols of desire , …

Chelit sat down , and focused her attention to Fina , as she herself sat down in front of h.er .

19 Mother instinct . The tuning of this conversation that is about to take place , Chelit . This topic , I would like you to think on what you have learnt about us all , and use it for the function I am about to ask you to take on . You do have Symmetric.Intraxxes studies in and about you before, right ? 19

Chelit nodded , and looked up ,

106 . Outdated studies though , sixty odd years ago . 106

Fina closed her eyes , annoyed since she has few questions based on that answers ,

I would simply had to take that chance , Fina opened her eyes and looked straight into Chelit’s eyes , subtle eye shadow , too subtle to the point of comfort .

19 Can you do it on this guy , River ? 19

Chelit smiled ,

106 You know , I have to ask why , right ? 106

Fina nodded .

19 How outdated is it ? 19

Chelit moved nearer to the coffee table ,

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106 He is a young man , human , raised by an Uultra , half Uultra ? Something like that ? He might see through me like water , still bottom , and he could see through you too , once he figured you out . The Inner Circle , right ? If that is true , that goes the same too for Fashio.Symm will be measured from our scales of thinking patterns . You played not with these knowledge , I have to say , Fina … some gets screwy right after seeing through these conceiving methods . What I am saying , good if he could figure it out , but if he couldn’t and we get what we want ? What then ? 106

Hmmm , Fina quietly mused .

Damaged good , walking about in the terms of humanity , and he is fucked in the head , about the tuning of mother’s method triggering her instincts bestowed to his son . Yep , truest living manifestation shouldn’t walked about and around that way .

19 We still will be here , won’t we ? Subtly … ever so like your eye shadows , we’ll lead him back to the latest intraxxes anyway … 19

109 How do you propose me to do this ? We have a short time before the inquiries , don’t we ? You’re not suggesting to what I am thinking , Fina … I surely hoped not , mothering concepts and methods from any kind of state , is a revelation to any young man in the end … and revelation coming from our state of mind , is the paradox that we wouldn’t want to happen anyway . If you do mean what you said earlier , that we will be here to correct to what we had done to him , it won’t happened to the way we would wanted to , since he will definitely talk about it to the Inner Circle . Any scandals is good reasons of the inquiries to be on their side in victory . And that wouldn’t be good for …. us , no ? 109

We would be … not here … anymore , blacklisted for life ,,, well me , yes , but you Chelit , you simply will be reprogrammed … sixty years of age is … too young for an Uultra ? Hmmm …

Unless …

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Fina stared at the book of anthologies on top of the coffee table .

What would an aging poet would do in this situation ?

The terms of the living . Don’t they lived by the very words they conceived and conveyed ?

The title earlier flashed into her mind ; hmmmm …

The poem are made of words , let’s see … yes ?

Fina smiled , and flashed into her inner light ;

Stability into a Theory .

To lose , and to know when the winning would bring you nothing worthy anyways , is a sure … effort , ain’t it ?

I am not stupid and for sure , she ain’t neither , but let’s see into the notions to how we interact to each other , yes ?

I have nothing to lose with an Uultra …

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19 I am not old , not too old , am I ? 19

A step back , the taking into Vulnerability , the stating into the needs for progress in Humanity , perhaps s.he could see it , like curtain~less window ?

109 You looked tired 109

Hmm , the door is opened . All I have to do is , Enter ; Fina walked into the Room of Comradeship , slowly , deeply aware into her surroundings ;

19 Tired ? Haggard like ? 19

109 Come on , Fina . All this because of my bright red shoes ? I admitted it is a mistake , working with you , pastels and all . Not haggard but … well , … tired . 109

The curve given has a shelf now , here I go ;

19 If I am to meet the big shots , do I look welcoming ? My face , Chelit , look at my face . Do I have a welcoming … presentation ? 19

Expectantly now , look at her expectantly , wide eyes , and as you are feeling the start of h.er thinking into for a process to answer you , Blink !

The glinty into my flinty ! , Fina suppressed her laughter , into the presentation on her face , looking back at Chelit with a smile …

19 What do you think ? Welcoming face , yes ? 19

See The ‘Mother’ , reflects … or not …

For an Uultra , the idea of Mother is complete alien to them , guardians systems are more in the tails to how they were raised in the past , if anything to what is understood and learned and applied to that concept , it would be in the task and energy to how that particular Uultra would see us into The Big Idea .

And with a human , you ; an Uultra , could only choose one possibility in the first focus right down to a sentence whereas to their own kind it is in the multi layers of reasons and such .

That first focus as that choice , is nothing short of Magnificence , with an Uultra , it is to our truth that is blindingly deafening back into the state of Our Own Inventions ; the Uultra is , from the elements , restrained by the limitation to that familiarity ; re~designed back into our own human bodies .

Chelit.Nganga stared hard into her face .

109 Haggard ? Is that like tired , right ? 109

Argghhhhh ! , Fina almost screamed out loud . Sixty years to the mind of an Uultra learning the ways of human could be very …

, …. calmly and collectedly … Fina mouthed the words , sternly , hard stare in her eyes and back into Chelit’s ,

19 Do . I . Have . A . Welcoming . Face , Chelit.Nganga ? 19

Chelit broke the eye contact by standing up .

That haggard ? , Fina smiled within .

109 I know what you are trying to do , Fina . We have teachings about personality like you , by our own kind , I am , too aware , confusion is not our forte , it is in our deep structures not to deal with human that represent states in this method . Your intentions probably good in the long run , but considering to where I am at this moment , the worth is not correlatively inspiring , even to your kind , well , the honest ones mostly … I think I should get back to my work , that is , if you allow me to … 109

Damsel.Fina laughed a little , and put her hands up in the air , taking light of the situation ; not bad ! , she thought …

She nodded , good to have a straight line keeping you intact to the state in the squares , eh ?

After Chelit had left , Fina breathed in comfortably , and realized what she had to do …

Fine , I have learned the juice should never be squeeze from the bad apple , if you wanted the good tasty juice that is … honest multi layered patterning are filled with those bad apples unmanifested with the Know How , strangely as it seems , the good in the smarts should know the strings theory and relativity ; fear had made us human , so precise , even more so with an Ulltra , squeeze them too tight , poisonous results should and could , happened …

An old friend , with that past history is always welcome to the cause , no ?

She , this woman doesn’t even have to know the whole glow , just a little glint here and there … and let’s hope it will stabilize the manifestation further …

The leading does not have to be led entirely on it’s own , if it’s a procession , all I have to worry about would be just one stage on that big truck getting all dressed up for the cause , that’s all . Procession , in idea and reality , is about being in ‘the part of ‘ … yes ?

She dialled a number , quickly , and motioned to Chelit outside the office to close her door …

On the second ring , the klik.konnekt was answered …

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Massive white room .

Massive , too high ceiling~ly massive for only the one desk and one seat .

One point.view on the desk and this well dressed man in white uniform as white as the front door for the corporation .

To enter and meet the important persons in this establishment , one would have to make an appointment , punctuality is a must , to which that would mean you would have to be there half an hour earlier , at the cafeteria serving only people in waiting themselves .

And another seat , in this massive high ceiling white room , facing the man in uniform .

White this , white that , he straightened his back and wiped his forehead with the back of his hand and stared ahead , with an opened expression .

Goodness forbid if I itched in the inside of my thigh … he caressed his knees slowly and smiled lightly when the man in the white uniform briefly looked at him .

Trickle of sweat , at the back of my neck ? Now ?

… like the worries of an obedient child , asking for a function , the sweat was ; on what to do next ; simply just by sitting in the corner of the room .

Wide eyes and expectant nudges on the chin to how much longer this waiting game would take ; is that … Never Ever ! Into the pattern of your breathing while facing this creature in white .

Not now .

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Don’t strike any conversation with anyone who is working , not at Fufe.Corp . And which means , as you are about to enter for your appointment , if you ever could get one in your life , in this lifetime , that man in white uniform ; don’t say a word until he starts it first .

Look ahead , ready for the ‘up and all’ without appearing desperate , if you could ever manage to appear respectable to that front man to whatever he is doing to which I think is really nothing …

Striking up a conversation with him would appear that you are depriving your own self to the that notion of once in a lifetime opportunity change of your life pattern , so looked down at your own thighs , with an open face while doing it , and up again to the front desk .

If your eyes ever met into one another’s , while in that process … ,

He switched off his klik.konneck quietly after reading the notes sent by his close friend early in the week .

And there it is , their eyes met .

He let out a little nervous laugh , with a smile that felt , like an awkward being , in tuned perfect glued to his face .

Quick in the furtiveness of the eyes ; the man in the white uniform , he glanced back at his point.view , and softly responded with a nod .

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:: Nervous , Mr Bells ? ::

Cliff nodded without looking .

:: Don’t be . Believe in your Presence here , Now is a good time , don’t you think ? ::

I am thinking nothing , Cliff.Bells nodded again and stared at his hands instead .

Nothingness is in my presence , and please tune away from me , since I need to re~configure my access into this great opportunity of a lifetime . So shhh , shhh .. you .. you man in effeminate white ,

And with that thoughts running in his mind , he lifted his eyes , and surprised to find that the man was standing next to him .

Only the last click of his footstep registered in Cliff’s awareness .

:: One lifetime , in it , it is nothing compared to your decision that you have in your hands , Mr. Bells ::

Cliff kept on stared at his shoes .

What is this ? Some kind of new invention , innovative shoes ; for effeminate male secretary , clicking louder to each step every time it is to meet new potential employee ?

He cleared his throat ,

C.7 Yes . I agree . C.7

Klik .

Klik .

Klik .

Walking around me now , great , exposing my wet collar from the trickles of my sweats ,

:: Expectation , high jabs of it , is a good thing , Mr Bells ? ::

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Hmmm, didn’t somebody mention to me about high usage and functionality to the definition of language engineering in Fufe.Corp ?

Wasn’t it Clarissa who said they literally shred you to pieces in the analogy to how your mind would work in respective to reactionaries chosen by your mind with the ‘high officials’ here ?

I practically do not have seconds to think of the right reactions , I have only mere moments , hopefully in proper order accessing into this …,

Cliff looked up , and stumped for a moment as he realized he didn’t know how to address this ‘Man’ .

:: Circ . I am Circ . Just call me , Circ , Mr Bells ::

Did I just see his pupillary response , like from the dark into the light , expanding for a clear one second , looking at me , told his name , and back into this moment ?

… , and extended his right hand , signalling for Cliff to continue with his mind …

C.7 Thank you , … Circ . May I address something peculiar there ? Forgive me if … C.7

And around again the klicking shoes slowly walked , stopped and in front of him now ,

:: Jabs of High Expectations ? ::

Cliff looked up , nodded with his hands clasped on his lap .

:: Isn’t that what we do , jabbing expectations until literally it came unfolding sometimes translated in different forms altogether ? ::

Their eyes locked in onto each other for a few seconds .

:: But of course , you have a different take to why you are here ? Adventurous , innovative and from what I can see , you have that near 6923.blueprint of personality . Is that why you think your father had sent you here ? Well , suggesting to you that you should try here ? ::

Cliff.Bells stared straight ahead .

C.7 It is my decision , to try and come here . Once in a lifetime , that is what they say . I float about in my expectations , sir . C.7

Circ smiled , although to Cliff it seemed more like a smirk .

:: What about disappointments ? Earthquakes , tsunami ? World disasters ? ::

Cliff felt his hand itched .

Yea , the hand that has my time.keeper on it .

Refrain from looking at it , dear Cliff .

Mary Marry Merry .

:: … thus , emotions like a condensation of water ? ::

Circ , walked bank towards his desk .

The instilling of heroic mindsets to any children , in proportion to where their hearts and minds stayed for safety and security bonded to love … by love , emotions should stay above grounds as ones who are protecting them will be standing tough on the ground , over seeing life for that Moment … thus …

3

Cliff smiled inside , remembering to what his late father had read to him when he was a child , to a gentle conclusion … looking at him ,

thus , … the rain would always be welcome …

, and kissed Cliff on the nose and pulled his blanket up to his chin for the night .

Circ sat on his chair , and with his chin on one of his hand , smiled a little ,

C.7 Okay ? C.7

One of the intimate moment with his late father that he had forgotten until now .

Cliff breathed in , and glanced at Circ ,

… awakening past Moments ? How in the world he knew that ?

4

:: Go on ahead , Mr Bells . I wish you the best of lucks . ::

Circ stood slightly behind his desk and motioned his hand to the white door for Cliff to enter .

Cliff stood up slowly , and walked towards Circ to shake his hands .

With the memories of his father still fresh in his mind ,

C.7 You do that on purpose , I have a couple of questions I like to ask you , but since the bonds of answers to these questions will get confusing later on for me , so I will ask this one question instead , may I ? C.7

Circ nodded , smiled and patted his shoulder once .

C.7 Why of all possibilities in your power , the awakening of that particular memory is important for me , sir … before I am to head into that door ? C.7

and when Cliff finished the last sentence of the questioning , Circ held his arm gently ,

:: With all methods of the rooting , I have to resort to pick out one of the few’s best , that has become one’s foundations in seeing forth to his life . ::

Cliff whispered a quiet ‘thank you’ , nodded without looking at Circ’s face .

C.7 See you again , Circ . C.7

Gently , Circ pushed Cliff’s back towards the white door ,

:: Don’t you worry , you will see and hear from me a lot more in the future , young man . Good luck to you ::

5

Fingra quietly switched off her point.view , and saved the recording , collective.ions for the umpteenth time .

Decades ago , when that young man was starting out , he had no idea that he would be the one who is going to be responsible for many intraxxes and constitutions .

The bystander had a say , except that this one , left a mark of success to where ever he stepped his foot on . Yes , no words , just methods .

Something’s afoot , always in the tuning of frequencies to this man’s Sees .

And yes , Fingra picked up Boom.Ploop off the sofa , petted him on his head , and gently put him on the floor .

He loved me till the end of his life …

Why ?

She answered herself in a whisper ,

// to understand why one is loved , is the answer itself to whom , one is … with the quest , yes ? //

Boom stared at Fingra for a few second as she said these few words and proceeded to licks his claws .

filthy hands

stay off my body

, and jumped back up on the sofa , rolled on the soft pillow nearby , continuing to lick his claws while lying down ,

beauty revolves alone

Fingra stared for a minute at Boom , with her eyes wide opened …

and yes

loneliness beautify self the best !

Fingra now stood there still staring at Boom , this time her hands were on her waists , in deep thoughts ,

to where and when

beauty is in tune to the loneliness at hearts

that little rain

yours

the welcomed had said it

intentions as intuitions

forget you must not

to how and why

beauty has reasons to defy truth

as truth was never the beauty

lonely hearts and minds

the reasoning

forget you must not

Fingra clapped her hands , excited to what Boom recited . Poetry by Ditha.Sevaras , from the book of Nudging Notch . Freaking fat cat has conscience , putting a mirror in front of me and the dead man , yes , me , Fingra.Nuovo with plenty to say , alive and kicking , and the dead Cliff.Bells ; with reasons as dead as the doornails , holding fast to what it was supposed to be .

// Nice going cat ! Fresh like Ditha summoning sorrows into truth , ain’t it ? Truest truth , yes , Boom ? //

Boom.Ploop , the black fat cat hissed and waved a thought calmly ,

humanity in forms

clarity clarifying ideals

truth’s beauty if it is a question

agree not I must

is the answer

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Circuits

1

Recovering from the past , was not that easy for Daria .

Sensibility and entanglement from seeing the collective.ion brought out her worst fears .

What is this for then , since I am not going to remember them anyway ? , she mused angrily .

The decisions of the past seemed contrite now , but at that time , she simply wouldn’t have it , to live her life like any other .

The quiet ocean , always had been screaming , in her opinions .

So what’s a little profit to benefit the minds and guts for the hungry Mankind …. ?

Yes , and indeed we are at the top of the Earth , the food chains were trembling beneath our feet , and nothing really is going to change that fact , and the data were to provide some sense into all of these surroundings .

She did what she was trained to do .

And what they did with the data , …. was never really her continuous focus of the day ahead .

She warned , when she saw ridiculous projects underway from her findings , but , yes .. she did falter sometimes … by looking the other way .

Livelihood ?

She lived it .

And seeing it again , her discomposure at her findings , her tripping on her own breathing patterns , the averting of eyes much with Munch.ka working into the deep codes , anomalies unreported but facts given to certain part of the regions in other Zoning instead ….

Profit rang truest , all the time .

Wealth is to the Right Expectations , is a given right after the facts for a better distribution . That’s a well known fact .

But she did turn away and breathed in to a slower tempo as she had ways to get back into her own better conscience in the end .

What was the lost , again ?

She cried , and her sphere changed color .

Taut.Cise looked at her from afar .

He looked around him , the surrounding about him , the slow lapped moving time that he had lived in for too long .

Visuals intonated here with tempo unmatched to her emotion ? , Taut.Cise mused quietly .

You simply need not have to be a poet in this realm , awareness in here is poetry to this scale of well done presentation , perfected with no complains . Words are puny to this kind of visual motions .

Indeed , how Mankind on Earth , reality based , seeking for what were there but can’t be seen , grabbing opportunity to every passing moment , capturing time onto a page , leaving a simple written mark spray~painted on the beachside’s stone … such as ,

I Was Here .
.

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Circuits

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Time stood still with a proclamation like that .

Your bodies moved by your minds are always in that state , tuning into the greatest part of time could presented besides , also to it’s indifference .

Priceless memories , Taut gleamed .

The Access machine , blinked .

Is he ready , to revisit his own past ?

Am I even ready for the new life ? , Taut shuddered thinking all the new possibility . Indeed .

I have grown to love this realm . Visually , I am a poet intonated by these magnificence . There was nothing here to retreat to .

Goodness gracious , Taut remarked silently , since there was not a need to escape .

Taut floated away , felt heavier to the past collectives . Let it go , if anything could be gotten from the understanding to how you were , it is only after all , a core redefining , but never to the memories to how it happened .

I could do without it .

He moved closer to Daria , from by her side , so that she knew he was near to her in times of sadness .

To begin .

A clear slate , the same circuit with different outcomes and uses , functioning above to what was known all along , perhaps by the Quiet Hexa.Sync , itself ….

What are the numbers then , if probabilities are millions to what It has seen and familiar with before ? What indeed , if numbers are calculated right down to the available personas coming out from the float.box schematic ?

Intelligent designs , indeed !

What would the seekers indeed resulted to do when they have decided that life is indeed a pre calculated , predetermined beasts knowingly , constantly having to repair it’s existence to stay at better length to no end ?

I could do without seeing my past , Taut felt Daria’s sadness near him .

77 let’s move away from here , Daria . I think I am ready . 77

Daria can’t help but to laugh a little . Here I am sad to the facts of past lives and here he is , can’t wait to face life and it’s context in reality . Fine medals of honors , you deserve here , Daria snorted .

+ I like to thank you , Taut for being my friend in this …. clammy ooey gooey place . Seriously , I feel … clammier , you know that , don’t you ? Don’t you ? Don’t you feel clammy like me , as you are looking like it too ? +

They both laughed , at the state to how water indeed clammed on top of one another , layering unto another to seconds ago … always .

77 Thank you for helping me out , Daria , How could I ever , re~pay you , since as soon as we are out of this realm we’ll be living into the new world and forget about this for sure ? Science and it’s fictions , Daria …. new life and deep context to begin again . 77

There was a muted fine silver glow in Daria’s sphere .

So this is that state of longing in this realm , Daria sadly noted .

77 I see it . You don’t have to say a word . I love you too 77

The instruction was easy , float above the ocean until you see not the land anymore and wait for wind to pick up speed . Free into the elements and speak of the last four digit code of your schematic .

Be the wind , Manta.Ray had said .

Above water and back onto the land of the living .

Daria moved as near as she could get to Taut . Not a word passed between them both . Only to their sphere , glowing silver muted to the moments for the last time together .

She kept on floating by the beach side while Taut floated above the ocean to the evening sun , to where his new’still will be waiting for his arrival the other side

2

% Circ advised you to talk to me ? %

+ Haven’t you done this before ? He seemed convinced to what you could do in this situation … Please , Manta … +

Daria recalled her last conversation with Circ .

Manta.Ray is the one to see Mankind as they were . To where float.box ran from the seeding in few tides coming from probabilities , predictably into the calculation of Hexa.Sync , Manta.Ray simply prosed the completion into what he innately believed to cause enough for a match , a soul and the matched up firing of neuron to work in tandem as best as it could be .

The circuits had been known , to be reliable when it is connected together electrically , as data worked for a conclusion , has the same basic structures in their foundations .

In other words , in every part to the bottle neck in designations for the data to pass through equivalent to how much a single smart intelligent mind could process at one time , it should have the same equivalent wattage , protecting each other , making sure validity are reliable and credible , safe for the flesh , nerves and bones , Mankind to access it’s data values .

This is where Manta.Ray came in differently . Collectively independent , in the freer world , the ocean untouched by politics and regulations of Man . Protected freedom , even … in fracted.norm as the main leading tech , bottle necking into the connectivity , it is a wonder , ever , that the communication still undisputed by any other ‘awareness’ for that simple state of credibility .

There was this silent knowing in Mankind whenever Manta.Ray name got into a discussion , anywhere . That quiet re~positioning of knowledge , the unquestioning facts turning into a new corner in the light , to which not even codex.intraxx garnered the same required necessary attention .

Simply , some rather bypass the numbers of Hexa , complicated ; to get right down to what’s best at hearts to get things done .

% Taut.Cise ? I have heard about him ages ago . Somebody was asking about the same thing then . I am aware of his difficulties . %

+ Did you find a match for him then ? +

The swooshing seemed to closing in for Daria .

% I did . The new’still was grown somewhere in Zone One . I remember the trade~off to Taut’s tyranny behaviour pattern for brain built for left handed mind to prospering in . We , as a species , collectively agreed and found that pretty hilarious %

+ Trade off ? What are you talking about here ? Mandating schematics without any certainties in how personality in the end will function into the new brain patterns ? +

Manta.Ray swooshed a bigger wave this time .

% One of us , mentioned , sacrileges like the old days , if we ever caught criticizing the way Hexa.Sync calculating into the float.box schematic , ummmm ; perfected in notion~ing the future ? It was unquestionably equal to life essence naturally , functioning and moving about , but I still see these numbers as being unnatural . %

+ that still don’t answer my question , Manta . Are you saying that your method is better , determining our patterning ? +

There was a high pitch frequencies , low in volume coming from Manta.Ray ,

% Not better . Ours are , perhaps with all the flaws the natural could represent , despondencies into larger forehead in human skulls for instance , as men who gathered in the past had said , the wise saddened less . %

+ You are tasking from our very own perspective seeing through into us . Centuries of telepathing into our natural thinking pattern . Is that what you are doing ? +

% Mighty was the fire , resourceful became the ideas onto the bigger , is the best to the safest ; is the future guarantee . codex.intraxx . Waves nonetheless , fire to you , storms in the middle of the sea to us . Unacceptable by the inner circle , as the notion was formed from a remorseful thinking pattern . They were adamant on getting the right toning and focus that time around %

Daria smiled . How interesting , wonder what these Manta.Rays are thinking about us , really ? mused Daria .

+ Are we that predictable to you ? +

% From where you were coming from , yes . But with Hexa.Sync … we don’t really know that kind intuitions coming off from circuits , honestly . It is not important once you get the life essence continuing and calculated into it’s pattern anyway , don’t you think ? %

Daria kept her silence . There was that quietness , lilting into silence in Manta’s sentences . H.e knew more that she needed to know , Daria can’t helped feeling helpless for Taut .

+ Do you still have the identification numbers of the new’still ? +

% Yes . The new’still is still available %

Daria looked at the ground , there was a door within her , unclosed , repetitively used by passersby , but somehow ….

She can’t see to what was in that other room that interest them so .

+ How could you know the availability of that new’still , Manta ? I thought you do not have access to the float.box system +

The swooshings were tighter this time . The high frequency was returning louder this time .

% I’ll get in touch with Circ with the identification numbers , Daria . When it is natural , it’s simply a matter of who we are and how our conscience was built . Even though certain thoroughness reflected differently for different species but at least we are not invented from a form designed , to inflect the future , you know that , don’t you ? %

Subjected to indifference in the past ? Not anymore , Daria laughed .

The seeing eyes and the capability of the surrounding bodies have a turn of awareness to where thoroughness in any thinking mind would be functioning ; differs in equating to it’s symmetry .

With her sphere glowing dark green , Daria thought silently , how could ever a being of this nature ever explain it’s schematic thoroughly ?

For the other sets of reflections to other type of schematic’s species to study and made an attempt of conservation in the end could truly made the knowledge worthwhile in it’s realm and existence , if you care to differentiate knowledge , compassion and methods thoroughly between species , yes ?

Taut.Cise will be back onto the world again . Daria can’t help but to feel relief .

% You are feeling sad , Daria . %

+ A statement , Manta ? At times like this , I don’t know what and how to feel . +

A hum , low barely discernible , felt in the inside of her palms .

% You are going to your new’still soon . There are so much to look forward to %

That up~lilt again ., noted Daria .

+ Thank you , Manta . I guess I’ll be hearing from you again . Except that you probably knew who I was before then and me … the new girl in town talking to a big fish +

Manta was quiet to her revelation . Progressive Mankind thinking from their elucidation in auto .

The nature seeped into what they believe that they are about individually and like facets , it simply brightens up to the right combination of angles . Human , Manta thought quietly , paradoxes like the brilliant cut of a gem , you could only see it if you have it in front of you . The memories are the lights , reflected in their head , approximating the best in the pathways taken for the future ahead .

% Yes , I am … the big fish . I will remember you Daria . Up with the chin , tell your friend , things are going to be taken care of . Nameless folders … you know of them ? %

+ Yes . Why ? +

% The third folder from the right , in the small room under the stair , as you enter the little pink house on the corner of the street , there is a seashell about the size of your palm . Take it with you . Don’t worry , it will be with you regardless . Do this before you leave the float.box %

The swooshing was rising , clearing right to the end of the expected frequencies .

+ Totem , Manta ? +

% The ocean will be always be with you and protect you , Daria . What you did for Taut , is what we would have done to our kind also . To that we felt grateful to know of your kind this way . %

+ This totem will come with me ? Is that allowed ? +

% The seashell will become part of your being in tech and soul . Live in the land with the sea circuits in you . I think you better go see you friend over by the hut there . I believe he is anxious to these new developments . Take care Daria . %

Breeze in the sea , as soon as it comes , it leaves without a trace . Next time , Manta , Daria floated in silence to Taut .

To live collectively in continuation since the beginning of the species , to where language was not designed , but rather , from the millions firing neurons of this species translated into the fracted.norm , the learning is the very method seeing forth into the designers themselves .

What was seen was , ancient with circuits that is still needed to be improved to how it is connecting to Mankind in the method of livability and idealism . Ancient with such circuits is like asking them to show the access to backward compatibility in precise designation , and no words could be taken into consideration since they were not built for that kind of transmission anyway .

Legacy schematics , that’s what we are , ancient . And yet , so young on this Earth .

3

Toni.States .

Blue and glittering gems , like tossed palm full of bright sand across the purse , staring back at Fashio , gleaming .

62 Interesting , this is quite an adult contemporary , no ? 62

~ Yes . We carry some that we think are with good depth enough for us . Toni.States is a product ; all in all , credible enough to be presented in this premise . I personally know of the designer ~

62 Alright , is he ? 62

~ Oh yes . Very friendly , extravagant and quite ‘there’ , if you know what I mean ~

Fashio laughed .

62 I know what you meant . Artists , they are never ‘here’ , if you know what I mean . 62

They both laughed at the idea .

62 Interesting item , a bit fancy for my taste . Different color , the same size ? 62

~ The same designer ? ~

Fashio nodded , raised her shoulder and smiled agreeing for she , wouldn’t care much to the who’s who designing her next purchase .

She stood up when the youngster left to get her the purses .

Codex.Intraxx are like men with childish minds , remembering the glory of their younger years . But the words instead were the rituals , and these rituals when translated into the forms of mind , even to these days and age , the nobility that caressing to the idea of supreme and just , had it’s weaknesses more than strength .

And these justified minds , defer to unreliability that could be of any use for a better tech . A bad circuit justifying , is not part of working circuits . That is first and foremost , belink.intraxx .

Stay not too long ever , in the state of anything that requires depth in thinking . The only thing that you have to possess , is good memory in recalling the depth in precise arrangements . At best , truest redefined forms are with the best re~structured structures , from the recalled memories .

Fashio laughed softly at the ridiculous ancient intraxxes , as Bratt came to her with three bright red purses .

62 Can we stand by that table ? Over there , please . I need to walk a little … gets my mind working for the picking 62

Fashi smiled while Bratt raised his eyebrows .

~ I like how you are structuring them eyes , Miss Symm ~

62 These set of visual foundations need scenes that gladdens the heart , especially seeing to what you have brought me . Red purses ? All of them ? 62

Bratt placed the three purses on the table . Lining them side by side .

Fashio blinked her eyes , taking in the magnificence to the middle one .

62 Toni.States also , this one is ? 62

Bratt smiled at the corner of his mouth ,

~ Yes it is , ~

Fashio stared at it . Nothing like associations to past gone glory and youthful memories to bring this out better .

62 Extensively tiring , ain’t it ? 62

Bratt again , can’t help himself and laughed loudly .

~ You are serious ? Tiring ? ~

62 Tiring because it remind me to who I am , instead of what I could be . 62

Bratt nodded but kept his mouth silent and his eyes , averted to the purses instead .

Hopes like this are that finger~snap~ease manifestation for less on the other side of the fence , when it is after all , stark and as naked as these designs , are correct and righteous to what it is ; and yes they could be had for a price .

Yes and also not to mention , all the glitters too .

62 How much is the middle one ? 62

Living amongst with , naked as truth , stark wants and needs , past death of close relatives and the notion of the sole survivor do kind of put a damper on matters ; joy is a loner , a fact but never alone in it’s standings . This is a perfect example to what presentation of endearments is to her these days .

Here I am , breathing close to ancient as it is already … Fashio mused .

Healthy , robust mind , with all my past before me , alone in this world , the last of the Symm family . With no new generation ahead who carries Symm’s familiarity and values into the future .

Alone but not in the dark .

Bright endings , never to an emptiness to fill the void .

What is it , Fashio ?

Why the quiet pondering of the past ,with dead relatives in your mind , dear Fashio ?

~ Miss Symm ? Are you alright ? ~

Bright endings to what exactly , Fashio ?

62 I am alright . How much is the middle one again ?

~ Three thousand kred.it , only through OLEX.Corp ~

62 And how much would that be , in English please ? 62

Bratt smiled and looked into his BPV ,

~ You don’t have an OLEX.Corp account anywhere from what I gather here . Maybe you would like to start one with us ? ~

62 Maybe . So that would set me up for three thousand kred.it plus an application fee , at least two hundred or three ? 62

~ About . Yes . OLEX provided plenty of conveniences as you already probably know ….~

Bright hopeful endings , with charitable personality ?

OLEX.Corp will re~define your life through their re~investment and management of your kred.it . See and feel your freedom , their latest motto , charity’s a guarantee and the proceeds , is the Seed .

Fashio nodded ,

62 I’ll have that bright red glittering purse , Bratt . OLEX me up then .62

… and smiled , blossoming wide like the orchid she bought the other day .

…

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Justification

1

Big fat black cat , stared and frowning at Fingra as soon as she came out from her room .

Oversize piled~up fur upon furs , fat beast of a cat blinking it’s eyes , uninterested after awhile and shifted it’s attention back to the outside of the windows .

Fingra stood and stared at the papers and BPVs allover the dinner table , and remembered the last night discussion .

She rubbed her shoulders , that was a long night .

Tinker’s Tinker a two page poetry , a thought pattern of a woman who in the end stood by at the top of the cliff , admiring the sceneries of the ocean , and as the camera pulled back from her neck line … the audience , would get to see what she is seeing …

The whole world . Ocean and the big blue sky .

The ending , had been drawn out … the sadness had been reasoned out , the cliff set a tone to the loneliness , enough to suggest anything to cause , independently depending again on the thought patterns who is watching .

Loneliness , is a place to where joyfulness and sadness share equal amount of rights being how it gets to be , to where it’s at .

Fingra stared at the piled~up beast in disaster again . What turned this cat so fat , this way ? Fingra wondered . The face was a full extra palm on a face and to have a grip with your palm over it’s face you really have to curve in the outer skeleton of your fingers with a strength equal of a young man .

Massive head with blinking eyes , hidden fangs and hisses to conquer the seconds ahead … Fingra stared at the fat cat , quite aware of it’s dominance … if it’s cared enough to share it .

Palms and the measure of things … what you could in one , take it with you , two palms , if it’s fair enough in your justification , that needs then , would be that important … wasn’t that codex.intraxx ? Or was it Latest.Versions code master , Pie.Gknots ?

The cat turned it’s attention towards Fingra again .

Fingra walked to the kitchen , ignoring to open the door that leads to it , but instead walked out to the her small garden .

The roses are blooming …

The ferns are fast down , lock in robustness , in it’s community .

Morten.Childs is still sleeping .

And Richard’s somewhere intraxxing …

She felt something fat , brushing up against her legs .

Furry and fat .

Plumping , knocking about at her feet for attention .

They stared at each other again .

Please oh please … not one of those implanted beings with upgrades , nano chips … circuited responsive to personality to whom they happened to meet …

The glaring ended up with Fingra pulling up a chair in her garden …changed her mind and left the cat to itself , and into the kitchen to brew coffee .

What would it be today ?

Caribbean Hot , Beautiful People running by the beach or Asian Family sitting in closeness to each there for a picture frame ?

Power in advertisements … and fat cat .

Yup , fat cats sell products .

Closeness revolves around comfort , self or family , running about feeling beautiful or sitting close to each other in a picture frame selling products , the power to instigate closeness still reigns .

Furriness gently rubbed her legs again .

The cat looked up to her , locking up again to glare , but this time she bent down and pat the big furry face , gently .

Blinking eyes of a bright blue from a black , fat cat .

A Symbol on the glass coffee container , The Asian Family , the coffee at some hill sides on Zone One …

With you this morning , fat cat !… Fingra mused with a smile on her face and went to her cooler to find a piece of meat .

Three days old orange chicken , cooked by Richard , a slab of thigh , notched up browned from the charcoal fire .

There !… Fingra looked at the chicken thigh and to the fat cat alternately .

She took the slab of meat and fork~sliced the chicken , grooved for a finer texture .

The cat , the anticipating furriness , meowed and put it’s paws against her legs to get a closer look .

// Ploop , are you hungry ? How do you sees the bones , my dear ? //

… and gave the cartilage to her .

Boom.Ploop sniffed it , and gave Fingra a look , and took it into her mouth and ran to the garden outside .

The kitchen door opened , slid noiselessly , and Morten.Childs with rumpled pajamas looked at her , with a face similar to what’s he was wearing .

.53 Coffee ? Asian family … close together ? .53

// Yes … One for you ? … Good morning , Morten . Last night ending was … spectacular …. //

.53 Ploop loves cartilages . You gave her one … I saw .53

// Yes I did … getting to know her … some cats are not into bones .. //

.53 She’s fine with bones .. Although kinda curve around her a bit , let her know that you’re there , best of your know~how … awareness to her is a bit on the kink side .53

Fingra looked at his pajamas … orange stripes with pink overtones .

// That is … unexpectedly .. //

Morten laughed , walked to her and gave a kiss on her cheek ,

.53 Why do you think I have three pairs ? Variations , sweetheart … you should see the black and golden tinged with bright pink … ahhh … a masterpiece ! .53

Morten pinched up with his two fingers , the orange chicken and into his mouth .

.53 Richard’s ? .53

// Yes .. How can you tell ? //

.53 His thoroughness is more to the proportion in how it looks from the outside … the meat’s bland towards the deep end … fine extension to naturalness … the oranges bleeped sweet sour in it’s aroma anyways .53

// You’re a pimp //

They laughed , and as the second helping from Morton manifested along his fingers , Fingra gave a cool smack ,

// That’s for your disastrously fat cat ! //

.53 Richard kept it as natural as he could , with proper ingredients , he would see to it , in the make , it differs … accordingly , don’t you agree ? .53

They looked at each other with Fingra holding up the plate for Ploop .

// Don’t implant Ploop with those fancy chips , Morten . Those things are ridiculously untested and expensive for what it’s worth . //

Morten took out another cup from the shelves ,

.53 I did .. That cat was implanted with Velvet.Symposium nano chips , she’s was just … quiet I guess … .53

Fingra opened her mouth in disbelief , closed it back and walked out to the garden with the plate .

Symposium ? Velvet … unbelievably unreal ! , the nerve of some people , wasn’t that the hi-tech possibilities that haven’t been approved and verified by Hexa.Sync ?

Fashion is , fashion does .. Fingra put the plate down by the ferns and stood looking at Boom.Ploop cautiously .

Ignorance is best alongside with a simpler presence , if you are ever , cautious , BeLink.Intraxx .

She turned around and looked to the kitchen , Morten was making himself coffee with his hideous pajamas flailing colors in dire attempts captivatin her attention .

Implanted cat , who happened to keep to itself and Morten’s hideous colors , they sure are getting along fine , by the looks of .

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// I can’t have her , crying ‘uncontrollably’ at that particular scene , Morten … //

.53 Your butter is a bit hard from the cooler , Fingra … .53

He kept cut.spooning the butter onto his bread …

.53 Emotion display’s a character development , no ? .53

Fingra took the spoon and placed it gently into her auto~cup of hot boiling water .

// Exactly … I rather have her , feel without that extraneous activity .. Morten . Let the audiences do that for her … empathy should breed easy after that tragedy . //

.53 You’re building up the audience’s confidence ? What for , Fingra ? The audience you’re looking for are not your fans . You’re seeking those people who mostly don’t care less for moving pictures . You’re seeking for people who mostly read . Give it ! , I say . Give them what they want … Imagine thisthis on the fresh news , Fingra’s at it again , The Best for Her Last ? Ummmm ? .53

She sighed . Blares , money , implanted fat cat and flailing colors ….

Even in continents far cultures and methods , they will refers departmental ideas in tones alike , don’t they ?

She gave the warm spoon back to Morten ,

// No can do , Morten . //

Morten spread the butter on the bread , smooth and evenly , and looked at Fingra with a worried look ,

.53 Are you planning to work into angle and shot factors into the emotions she was feeling , because if you are thinking about that , I am not feeling it , Fingra .53

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Morten smiled widely , while Fingra surprised at the suddenness of the incoming voice , almost covered her ears . The whispery , croak~like of an old woman … nonchalantly , it sat on the chair she pulled out earlier in the garden .

The look , from the fat black cat ; and away , it casted it’s attention back to the cityscape .

// That is him ? ! Boom.Ploop ? //

Morten laughed , roared with his hand holding the evenly spread buttered bread , and like a coma on a long drawn sentence , he bit into the toasted bread .

.53 That is her … Ploop and her after thoughts . I think she likes you Fingra . Do you have some more of that Richard’s leftovers ? .53

// Yes … go on right ahead in the cooler , Morten …. //

Adjust , aware and beforehand ? Fingra thought of the few words she heard from Boom.Ploop .

From the kitchen , Morten loudly spoke ,

.53 It’s deep into the how she said it too , Fingra , if you thinking into what she said … .53

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adjust . aware . beforehand .

Fingra drank her coffee , and thought of Velvet.Symposium . Big fuss of promotions a few years ago . Small turned massive in a few short turn of events .

Somehow the company had withdrawn themselves from pets food distributions and never heard from again .

Until today , that is .

Fingra made a mental note , the character developments have to space in along to the methods in editing and angles shots .

Ground breaking ? Novelty ?

Not when you adamant about it down to a mathematical precision . It has been done before , Fingra mused , but this time it has to be done under my supervision .

.53 You’re thinking too deep into the make of things , Fingra .53

He sat right across her with the chicken skin and cooked orange peels .

.53 Go with the flow , think of it as a smooth flow instead …. .53

Fingra noted that they haven’t really discussed movie making in this manner before . Usually they would talk about positioning of the actress actors , the feel of the scripts , fitting in the cut until it is ‘sized’ right .

// I am so set with the independent angles shots according to how the character are seeing their life before them … //

Morten froze a second and continued slowly poking the chicken skin with his fork ,

.53 Not through their eyes literally , you mean ? .53

Oily wet , almost syrupy , burnt in few places chicken skin hung in the mid sentence as Morten looked at Fingra , unsure , although ready to be dissatisfied with the answer nonetheless .

// No , calculated emotions depending to the expression needed thoroughly , in reaching to their depth in characters , I …. //

Morten breathed in slowly and in went the chicken skin .

.53 You deepening into the reflection , I say , Fingra . You’ve been hanging out with a Hi-THT.ID , I heard .53

She grimaced at the idea of cold wet oily chicken skin , in his mouth .

// He sees the ‘into’ , not going for , or at …. get what I mean ? //

Morten sat with his back straighter towards Fingra , and with his mouth still chewing …,

.53 I am listening … .53

Fingra grabbed the hand towel nearby and tossed it at Morten …

// He sees a phase as he is talking to me … his mind is at a few directional scopes , circling back to him , almost as if it resulted to the tempo at where we were at … the more interesting the subjects , the faster it resolved … //

Morten kept his silence and looked towards where Boom.Ploop was sitting .

.53 Tempo , in justification to the editing … the human innate energizing to their , the characters’ powers in wants and needs . Interesting… .53

// He has this thing about searching , multi tasking in about the mundane things about him , the importance related themselves according to how he sees the person he was talking with . The man’s a bad poet . Really … but truly excellent in associations . //

.53 like a computer program aware of it’s designer , the human . Weakened not because of the computer but rather … by associations of fellow humans ? .53

// like watching a two screen point.views with the other one is ahead of time to which is exclusive to him alone . There is that up.point a second beat further ahead , whenever I spoke to him //

.53 Fingra , we are successful film makers . We got winner’s belts upon belts around our necks and bodies , adoring film critics , hated by few dying lice unable to jump ship anyways . What exactly are you saying , Fingra ? … in modern English please … .53

// How could you eat that chicken skin like that alone ? Three days old … seriously Morten … I can’t think with your appetites about me //

.53 Inspiring ? .53

And with that question , Morten smiled with his mouth opened , half chewed chicken skin stuck in above and at the lower part of his mouth .

As his smile was getting wider , displaying contents in his mouth , Boom.Ploop ; clear as day spoke on ,

like a charm tuning beforehand

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There is an entity  within the dog , the little white brown dog in the Nondescript Hut , looking out intently … sideway head and green blinks ray-ing out through it’s eyes .

The dark green shaded , indicated latest upgrades , automatic online whenever necessary , I will find out soon enough . 

There are no reputation with animals , but the entity , that he sensed earlier , was probably , bushed up coconuts .

Whole bunch is the big  idea , but you can’t count to how many coconuts are there since ‘the bushed up’ is all up spreading life’s great . 

Stomp.Regards , the human is , all curves up above , deep strong waves below , yes that is indeed who he is !

The initials coming from him , which surfaced in the name of Focus alone , to where dexterity of his mind only strengthened through that ‘ amongst the curves ‘ , TionTion had heard of the guy , his actions and adaptations to the intraxxes were well documented and the changes that he had somewhat pushed forwards without his own knowledge .

Goodness’s good , thanks for the collective.ion .

Developing opinion is better than ‘true facts’ rendered by some dead guys of hundred of years ago , Tion Tion mused . With opinions , you shaved in the importance of the Now Factors  , while having your face clear off to what it truly is … facts are messes , resulted forms by the anomalies of the misunderstood that he rather not be dealing with , and fracted.norm provided him that simplicity beyond compare . 

Collective.ion in the fracted.norm realm , a Might Within Mights , on it’s own , staring back for an understanding in our own reflections , and deflections in the name of Choices . 

Earth and it’s occupants . 

The poets and their poetry .

And me … with my Brills .

– WOOF ! –

He switched his vechi door opened and slowly walk outside . 

From the corner of his eyes , he saw Stomp was looking out the door . 

– WooF ! –

~.~ little perky perky dog , what shall I call you ? ~.~

PulaPula quickly sat in attention , all perked up and yet kept his silence .

* Shut and play dumb , little Pula dear . Let him speak to Stomp first . Remember , I need to hear their first focus onto . Please . Ok ?  *

Predetermined happenings ? , PulaPula wondered . Diana is up to something . First , the first impression of the hut … and now this ….

..| a set in a form , is as close as you can get to human credibility |..

Diana held her breath , listening to every transmission of this man had to transmit .

The Massive , who can’t control of his excessiveness , Diana almost laughed at this revelation . 

When fracted.norm and reality collides , the elucidation in thought patterns had become at it’s clearest enunciation , without ever needing to say a word . Men of principles can’t help transmitting their excessiveness in their patterning to begin with , reality amplifies these thoughts clearer and precise as you do not have to be in with fracted.norm realms yourself . 

..| forms formed smaller than a two set , is a dire attempt to manifest of what is not there  , to begin  |.. 

What a joy to listen , him contemplating while having a parallel life and reality right before him , living the very moments ; Diana wiped her face off from the virtual sweats .

The cuts correcting facets , perfecting , in the scheme of a whole , structuring to be in the tuning to the rays of light , Diana shuddered of the thought of him addressing her as an entity , capable forming thoughts pattern . 

Me , the program designed by human , the best cognitive science of the Now the world has ever produced , talking to Tion.Tion , the son of all needs to intellect , the rays of lights ! 

HAH !  

~.~ You and that man ? Yes , perky perky ? ~.~

TionTion put up his hand , waving a silent hello to Stomp from afar . 

~.~ Tell me of that entity in you , PulaPula . Is it , not human , no ? Is it accessible ? ~.~

..| when the first , corroded to end , the second finds a way , the third is to protect and the fourth is the capability in changing forms |..

Stomp smiled , 

” … and when nothing is plausible enough , as it seems , so it had to break itself from the chain and became the fifth . The fresh new firsts , again and again , until it stopped becoming a number . Thus you shall forget your forms , to protect Self  , finding a way  and corroded to end as the first had done . Cycles of Purification , intraxx7026 . Hello I am Stomp.Regards “

Tion.Tion laughed , and shook Stomp’s hand .

~.~ am I that ‘loud’ ? ~.~

Stomp joined in his laughter , 

” We could hear you , clear like a bell . It’s ok though , I don’t mind you at all . My PulaPula seemed to be taken in with your presence “

– Woof ! –

” That was the old codex.intraxx buried amongst the dead , if I am not mistaken , four hundred years ago , the countless revision , am I correct ? “

~.~ I might think a lot of it , don’t mean that I believed it . Yes , true . It was the First Revision as when the programming started to take place …. Eruvydite …. ~.~

The shadows was befriending to the coming dark . The evening was here to evolve as it always had done . 

..| misty early morning to the shadows of the evening , the moving facets . He was The Into , this beautiful young man is |..

~.~ I can take you to where you parked your vehicle . I have the feeling that you are continuing in the morning , early ? ~.~

..| this youth is perfected , to how he was to Yesterday’s |..

They both were quiet to his thought transmission . PulaPula stared while Diana was biting her finger nails . 

” Is that when I could see this …nondescript …. objectively ? “

~.~ the time of The When will separate your opinion into for the now , but you have to be mindful to your mind into the ‘factless’ of yesterday to fully understand of what you know of Now . Absurd , I know but it’s funny , and funny made you laugh . It’s legit enough if you are to take in these close in objectivity . In Codex.Intraxx , it’s the memory that brightens . The now ? It is simply as it is , … nondescript  ~.~

” We saw you earlier , by the lake . “

– Woof ! –

~.~ Implanted Bright ! . I adore them much . Dust atomic particles of diamonds  washing~up the silicon and the circuit board in you , little dog … what remains after awhile is your consciousness thinking up the ‘The’ , with us ~.~

 – Woof ! –

Diana closed her mouth with her two hands . The scrunch of micro-designed with the hardest dust in the world , the man does seem to have that supertronic unnatural mumbo.jumbo ran deep within him . 

Poetic justice , justifying , balancing into the why , innate-ing into the how . You can disregard anything that comes your way , but mostly , you can’t take yourself out of context to begin at yourself , with . You have to be ‘standing’ somewhere . Call it the curses of knowledge …. , Diana let out her breath slowly. Practicality … has designed man to be cautious to their very own discoveries .

The brilliance made it all more the matter to Humanity … but this man TionTion , inflected the rays , to be … hopeful , Diana ShineShine thought . To tear into the normality into innovation , is to spark differently on each facets that contributed ,

– Woof ! – 

* Shut up , dog . Let’s not clutter him with your mundane multi-layers *

..| the drought and pasty mud , drying clay is to cling |..

~.~ Let’s move to side of the hill a bit , I rather not have this Vechi.Home too close to the hut … since you are having to be up early tomorrow … we might as well make a night out of it ~.~

” I should have , forgive me , the entity you were thinking about earlier , in theperky perky PulaPula mydoghere ; introducing you to Diana.ShineShine . Say hello , Diana “

There was an awkward moment to which , PulaPula stood up looking at Stomp , back to Tion.Tion and decided to whine softly .

* Hello Tion.Tion . Am honored to meet you in person finally . *

..| the clump of mud clings , nurturing life wherever it sticks |..

Stomp looked up to the sky , the clouds graced by the evening sun . He felt  a burst of laughter welled up in him , creeping wildly , for his acknowledgement on the statement .
~.~ Hi Diana . I heard about your ingenious , how do we people say it , … efforts . Nice to meet you too . Perhaps we could get connected better inside the Vechi.Home ? ~.~

..| sticking well , to a drag clining muds ; down , leaving traces of contribution , and only water to complete it’s function for a thorough wholesomeness |.. 

 

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They all heard it , clear like a bell .

Stomp laughed , Diana banged her fist on the table laughing , scattering the rings and PulaPula was dancing about , stating an opinion ,

– Me and my one syllable ?! Thank Hexa for my naturalness and simple loyalty of my species ! –

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Taut sobbed and floated above the ocean waves . 

The wind was chillier as the evening sun , set . 

+ Seriously , Taut ! Get back here ! +

What does he get to lose ? Going about in the float.box for decades without any promise , waiting on the probability of matching brain pattern , Daria shuddered thinking of the similar situation if this is what she had to go through . 

+ Taut ! At least you’ll be back on earth , flesh on bones with the new manifestation of your mind ! Don’t you want that ? +

She ran towards Taut and touched him on the aura.shoulder . 

+ Listen , I have the means , the kred.it , let me do it for you . +

Taut turned around to face Daria , deep sad dark sphering , brightening up awkwardly ,

77 You know we’ll never see each other again , you know that ? 77

+ We’ll never get to know each other again and we’ll never remember this moment even … I know +

Daria felt a rise coming up in her , the dark deepening blue ,

+ Awww , Taut ….  as long that I am Daria , I will never forget you …  +

As their spheres of multi-colors intertwining above the lazy waves , the evening sun rested orange , finally seeming for the day to take on a different turn ,

77 Three decades a long time Daria . This is my world now . And to think to go on to the world because of you but without …. I don’t mean to sound like a poet with …. 77

+ poets with zero kred.it ? Well , I am not poor , I have shitloads of kred.it , so listen to me ,  you are not going to be all sappy with me now , are you ? Don’t you miss it , Taut ? Being human again ? All that jargons in our heads are finally going to be real ? Again ? +

77 Exactly . Pastel evenings and the slow moving awareness , here , to the nothing to worry about as of today . It’s a wonder that we made it in reality , you know it is ‘a bit’ off center down there … reality is … overrated 77

+ You believed that … ? Seriously ? We can’t even achieve orgasm , ever in this ‘world’ . Seedless intellects ! … it bothers me ! … Not that I miss it …   We can only witness but never do anything in here . What do we do here anyway … ? We don’t even get to remember this moment for references in that real world and do you know what we’re missing … ? Everything ! The Why life is all about ! +

71 Collective.ion , exist in this realm Daria … they haven’t figure it out as yet … 71

+ What can collective.ion do , save the world from hunger ? +

71 Exactly that , Daria … moving away from who we are , into the true pattern of the best potential of whom by reconnecting the float.box schematics to the real world . 71

+ What are you saying ? You’re waiting for ‘that!’ to happen ? +

71 I am waiting for .. security , to finally guarantee Hexa.Sync to function around collective.ion 71

Daria flew past him and stopped quickly above the ocean , facing him .

+ Are you saying … predicting , collective.ion tech will be compromised ? . Security of Hexa.Sync ? What are you talking about here ? +

71 I was with codex.intrax , managing their books , close to their Inner Circles and politic before … , my passing .  71

The man is off the kilter , Daria decided . Too long in this realm , you will forget about movements in reaching , intention~ing to achieve … the life in here simply grips with nothing on and for .

The word Life , as she had known it then , had to be imbued with energy and movements , bone and flesh filling up to what is healthy to live on forward . But this ….

This is … foreplay and knowing you never going to get to the winnings . 

+ Come back with me , Taut …. you are coming back in here again anyway … soon enough … right ? Live a life , earn some , take some , give some and back here again +

Daria sighed . All that Taut heard along the passages of her whining about death and living , clearly was , the sigh . To the very end and beginning of her emulated breathing out . 

Taut floated to where she was .

71 The suffering was like the unrated joy , ain’t it , out there in the world ?  You simply won’t find that crap here . 71

+ You simply exist without energy in here . What good is that ? +

Taut smiled , sphering bright tones of colors . 

71 I could never repay this …. you know that … there’s simply no way … death defined debt best , I guess 71

+ Quit while you’re ahead , Taut . Let’s leave this tickless world … I’ll speak to Magnus and let’s explore with the ‘what have you’ around here for the coming future  … +

The multi layer of seconds , over lapping to decay pronouncing to inspire , the ocean waves glinting softly to the evening sun , Daria almost wept to a feeling that is indescribable , as she wanted no context , she sees ahead , expecting two or three more in the seconds , glinting , sparkling in her mind … ,

over and over again …. tireless inspiration , all in all and Daria  smirked as they floated toward the land . 

Give me life … flesh and bones … any time any day ….

Give me incompleteness ‘at’ , and in it’s highest form ‘on’ , of and in discovering structures and creating them , life is above like clouds .

Give me decay that perspire … the energy that moves a pencil … 

So what if I have to perspire for my inspiration ?… at least I have proofs that I did it . 

There ! 

Done .

And now ……. Next !

…. you know what I mean ? …

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Child , you are a concept in body achieving the best we know how in technology . We have extended , promoted your existence to what today is , from way back when humanity struggle in invention to what is , in the ‘past continuous tense’ .

Your perfection is our flaws , staring stark naked as we have seen ourselves aging to the unforgiving time .

Petals , as soon as the bud begins , the eventuality preserved itself in the knowing , curving evolving truth inside the tallest , strongest securing the fictions in the ideals . 

I have loved you , through the schematics , for hundred of years , making sure that you are safe in the corner , preserved away from decay of the world , the sink into nothingness , and here we are , Bridge.itte , final to my forwards … timed perfectly synchronized into what consciousness is in , while it is deciding ….

He switched on , opened the hatch , and took her hand into his .

To remember the longing for so long is a curse .

A curse to which only again , to what is separation , the truth is reality , and where only time could only heal . The time it took to know what it exactly is , is the Salvation , knowing for the resulting ahead in factors , The Knowledge .

Implanted fracted.norm is the only way in and seeing an exit sign safely tucked somewhere in your everyday life , loving you .

Bridge.itte , the form , whom he has loved for so long , gently breathed in and out along with the connective series of wires at the back of her head .  

The soul in the body would be different , yes ? , Tobias mused silently . But the animation would be human , speaking it’s wonders , perking up to stories to fit it’s conscience . Is it desire ? That ruled the form of mind , seeking ? or was it …

The face , that he knew well enough , through the memories and hardship , indeed , there would a life ahead of hers that she would be insisting going through for , but not to the longing of what she had no recollection about . 
Even with his daughter being in the new’still , still would not guarantee familiarity that he would be looking for . Just humanistic knowledge persisting in it’s own capability . 

To know what you’ve loved in the past , the working animation , back to a simple human as they are expected to do  …. is the beginning ,  pointing clearest  to an expected generalization . 

Intimacy of the past always recreating factors , wanting to be with even  under a different circumstance . And this is what he is seeking for and he was very well aware of this impossibility .

Not sexual , and desire is after all is much more universal than that …

It’s the expressive needs of the limbs , the familiar , to percolate without words in the end that needed validation being to what it is … a Human ,

And humanity is predictable …. when you have achieved a pattern without guilt in a phase of the now thinking along into your so called real life , sexuality is less urgent in it’s validation … it will initiating a sense into more of the sensuality if it ever needs to be in the forefront of your manifestation in breeding . 

Simply having your symmetry , Bridge.itte , to come alive , talking mundane stuff about sugarless coffee , Tobias laughed and kissed her hand gently . 

She looked serene in her deep sleep , as hundred of years had proved impossible for mankind to exist  , she simply breathe .

Maybe you like coffee without sweets , the soul predicts in the end …

preferences don’t exist with you now that I know …. , Tobias mused . It’s a matter of whom in you , Bridge.itte , running the engine of life in this particular lifetime , soon .

Tobias silently moved away from her pod and walked towards the balcony by the side of the building . Alone , whenever he wanted solitude  he would be here , looking over the city booming to it’s needs . Becoming to become . 
And so forth …

Daria’s exposure to mankind was special … her method of knowledge is based on pure instinct . The primordial soup placed intact , without the excess of story lines needing alignment to exist properly . Five seconds upturning the pillars of garlic and spices in the soup and knowing how to thicken in auto without needs for practice , simply through the understanding of ingredients … that’s her . 

Pure instinct .

… and death tragically for Daria , would better the initiatives for Bridge.itte’s brain patterns .

Even the learned skillful masters bows to the talents gifted to these freqs in these massive probabilities .

And Daria is that consciousness  aware to the fact patterning moulding , glowing a space to fill into that desirous wants of mankind . 

She had proved , the right seeds of initiatives , with easier adjustment for less is a cause to probable , with the right patterning , comparing to the data given  , it’s could exist at best for less risk . 

Now hold that thought for a second .

Her memory had to be protected , even though it is a natural.intraxx , the references are needed for that quick access without the delay of learning process . In other words , this is one of the few souls that should be given extension to the seeding of life , so that the studies of the method.intraxx-ing could be benefited in it’s tech . 

Back to the framing where Tobias put a hold on to the second earlier , here it is ,

Mankind Tech~ing Life to be at where they wanted ‘It’ to be , is the key point , not the other way around . 

Connotations are like the silent formulas working beneath what was said  , but unlike incantations , it disperses knowledge at better rate in succeeding in it’s ambiguity until it’s finally rest to where it ‘supposed’ to be , until ‘time’ … moves ‘it’ again . The ‘right’ time ? 

I love what I understood , Bridge.itte , Tobias mused and looked across the river far and away , to where Zone Eight is situated .

Acceptance is Simplifying to only what is truly necessary . What I get to learnt from you Bridge.itte , is in the making , the stillness of mind staying in context , making it’s reservation to be where it should be for now .

Over and over again .

And simply , never is in any part of anything … the coaxing , the cajoling until it becomes an institution of perfected lies in the method-ing , off or on site … the paradox is unnecessary , it does not exist in the truest Hexa.Sync’s math and science . 

But like that of Zone Eight , across the river , the negation to what already is perfect as it is , in the acquired result , made it all the wisdom worth acquiring for . 

… 

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Innocence prevails like a pail of water in the hot sun . 

Consciousness will be aware of it’s surrounding and the accessing begins , the holding on , stoops , for some . And for some they  rather stay in the shade early on . 

From the collective.ion that he had seen of Mrs. Vollum.Ngap!Up or Ditha Sevaras , Magnus was amazed of her resilience , changing weather as she seen fit , moving along as the times took the toll , insist on becoming the path , valid for a more peaceful life .

The two boys stood by the door , looking at Magnus’s every move .

ft Is she … gone ? ft  

Magnus stood up and walked towards them , kissed them both on their forehead and led them back to their room .

And while the pail of water is on the hot sun , evaporating away , it will remembered to how it came to be , that pattern never did rest , it became the stem of consciousness , aware to it’s good common sense , adjusting the stages , living an aptitude , heading to the best one can be . 

Best one can hoped to be , Magnus looked into the kitchen . 

Spices , racks upon racks , from every part of the world . This woman is a scientist at heart , noted Magnus . In her quietness about the world , she was set to own and conquer in whatever she did . 

Rare birds have no choice but to fly alone … 

He noticed her BPV by her side table in her room . 

The dying , the dying … 

The loosening grip of life , the dying …. 

Emancipating the new , like it or not , the giving way . 

He stood there looking at Mrs Vollum.Ngap!Up body , is she still breathing ? .

The BPV gave a low beep . 

So subtle , that it won’t be heard in ordinary circumstances . 

Death amplifies , Magnus thought quickly and reached for his BPV .

He pressed his left temple for communication .

= Circ ? =

:: Solvs.Bluprins is on the line . Would you wait ? ::

= Yes , sure =

It amplified the mind when one is close to it . The awareness suffers through the awakening to the seconds imparting a breathing into for a stance of life , and by goodness , that part humanity , living is the utmost beauty of all , in his opinion . 

See .

What ?

Look at her .

Time marks the body , so what ?

Look at her eyes .

Open eyelids , seeing the cords , disentangling , and into his presence . 

= Ditha.Sevaras … ? =

Her eyes opened , brightened as her mouth curled into a smile .

& She’s here … &

Youth in memories , it lingers forever in time . The ending is that every click to another second , and integrated again for another stretch of pattern , refining ages ; in tech , it’s simply evolve . 

= Solv , would like you to wait … if you don’t mind ? =

From where he was standing , Magnus could see a glimmer in her eyes . Like a sparrow in the sky , leaving the sky , hastefully .

& I’ll be waiting  , for good old times … tell him of Mostly &

Ditha.Sevaras sat up and looked at Magnus approvingly .

& I don’t expect you here … &

Magnus smiled and sat on the chair near to her . 

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= I was figuring out a way , to wake you without disrespecting your last wish , I guess … =

& Maybe we should have tea over this ? You are wondering about the key ? &

What’s a few hour ? The man who’s in charge of Float.Box is here , so what’s a few ? 

The Savant , thought Mrs Vollum.Ngap!Up . Looking at her with his glints , memorizing every moment . 

Measurement’s measures .

She took a deep breath as she got closer to the kitchen .

Racks of spices , countless of herbs growing out of the little vases by the kitchen’s windows  …. the arrangement of logic to where they were supposed to be . The top shelves , her spice blends in jars with the barcodes , so that she could access the information on her BPV . Wall to wall , with the little sliding stair .

Passion , these reaching out into the deep recesses of the mind . Cure meats on the high ceiling .

She was glad to see them staring back at her , her cores were loyal , not one of out place , seemed like .

Slices of my time in those jars , she smiled as she went for the tea .

Here’s one I haven’t had for a long long time …  vacuumed seal with top of the line ionic preservatives , hand picked by herself , hilltop , and was so in love . 

Every tea leaf then , was all the joy being with him .

She took the jar to the seal.up opener , and noticed an old folded paper . 

The poem  she wrote about the time , the sadness that was all too real , head in the comfort of , indeed , the truth of healing to the pain that was not seen into , for progress . 

Folded poem , old and vacuumed seal , and she heard the footstep behind her . 

The Savant .

& Here . Read it for me …. I want to hear it from you , Magnus … The paper is old , you might want to be gentle with it … &

Magnus took it from her and read the poem slowly after looking at it thoroughly over .

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The gaze out , the gazing that took a few , 

slice of time , reimbursed by senses that differ 

: recall , resist to insist ,

a few that took and gave a plenty 

time slices : – fine ; the crumbling dice .

Did you see ?

The number , before it became the truth ,

eaten by decay – The Dice ?

Did you see it ?

split seconds ~~ crossing barriers

The gazing out , the differences ,

the plenty dices thrown ,

the unseen top , second splits – the decay –

: insist to resist , 

fine , the crumbling time …

Did you see ?

Did you see it ?

(   )

split seconds , crossing the barriers ?

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What ?

Look at her , she’s in a different state , she didn’t know it yet . 

Meaning ?

As the second slowly elongated , …

Magnus gave the poem back to her , sat on the old chair and waited for his tea , cross legged . 

She stood by the counter with her back towards Magnus with her head  down , 

& Crossing barriers . Tell me again , Magnus … I wouldn’t have any recollection of this life at all , in the new.still ? &

Emulating the idea of the all knowing death in life , can be downright tiring , Magnus breathed in a long breath ,

= No , Mrs Vollum . Memories are not transferable . It will track time that we so dearly held for in this life , haywire-ly . Time is not the only essence of life , I believe you know that = 

& So … the memory should not be transferable in the float.box schematic , is that what you’re saying ? &

= Even if we could do that perfectly , all life then is not a complete renewable pattern . Now why would humanity would want to waste their life in past longings , unachieved dreams ? Failures set life easier in a lifetime of man’s mind than any small successes . You know that paradoxes came from that truth , don’t you ? =

The Savant and his hard logic , even he , himself do not trust the concept in how we are in a one lifetime each , Mrs Vollum.Ngap!Up smirked .

The leaves , the tea in the corner of the hill , shaded by a large tree , still banyan-ing away for centuries more , she gathered ; with one thought in mind at that time , the duality of love . 

The confusion and the remarkable birds in flights .

The fine settling of bright sprightly new dust to what peace is all about . 

Clarifying the nothingness of the quietest peace , to settle until love , dusting it  off for that new shine of life to put a claim on it . 

She pinched in the tea leaves into both of the cups . Here goes thirty years in the making with my impending death at my conscience ,

Brewing tea for the Savant , yes , the high point of my life … and she can’t help laughing at the thought and the coincidences staring at her , as she turned around and looked at Magnus.Simpar , seeming to read her every thoughts .

They both laughed quietly .  

& Steeping the tea , Magnus … no sugar ? &

Uncrossing his legs , 

= Should I …. or not ? =

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Surprisingly even more minimalistic . 

Upstairs , fresh white sofas , transparent -ish of white streamlining into the quietness of the room . 

Bare , without shelves , paintings or statues .

The lights in strategically cornering , in proprietary , stared at him , uninvitingly . 

Condoning the ultimate peace ? , In.dexx quietly walked into the room .

Imposing the factor of , from the Whom entering , to the glistening the What of You ? , In.dexx marvelled . 

The sitting amongst these …. , does not represent you or anyone at all , it meant for you to stick about like a wart for the next person coming in the room . Awareness and it’s pointing values in aesthetic , the no inclusion of Self does prettying up things around and about up here . 

In.dexx smiled and turned his direction to the little corner , unlit , shadowy like Solv’s office . The balance to symmetrical needs in his life ,  to every part of his life that he could afford . 

Does he think of people in that way too , In.dexx wondered . 

Did he see the shape and mold of the patterns  , unlike the history books , past history ? 

Affordability do saves , with this man , it’s his guilt of the dark , placing the lights , aesthetic-ing life , and that is Solv’s thought pattern  , In.dexx admired , 
… books . 

Ancient primordial reflection of human intellect . 

The no menu and options and the no virtual beloved innuendoes . 

The ‘one’ with no link to anything else , just that and that alone . 

He saw a glint of light , splitting the second , in one of the book , a name .

Ditha.Sevaras , The Tea Leaves .

Codex ? 

Personal compositions ? Muses and flowers invoking , breeding sanity amongst the crazies of the world ? 

Ditha.Sevaras ? … where did I …

Imposed with the earlier thoughts of ultimate peace of the very room itself , he slid the book into his hands , factored gently into it’s design , simplistic with a neat handwriting across the hard cover . 

He opened the book to where his thumb led , and breathed in close to the pages . 

Stronger flowery scent somewhere -in- the book .

He sniffed the book again …

Diagrams poised in the turned of the pages , drawing in pastel as soft as about the sun in the earliest dawn .

The pressed orchid and jasmine , intertwined stems .

White and purple shaded , push onto one another , he lifted the flowers to his nostrils while looking at the two pages ;

| Skill and Techniques of The Before.Hand |

. a poem . 

He walked to the sofa … unaware to the facts of what he thought of the room earlier , with the codex in his hand and wish silently for Mostly . 

…. before.hand …. ? 

Ambiguous mind that set a tone to invoke a setting , always wins .

If the poets , managed somehow to depersonalize his existence in the poems , the success of achieving the utmost brilliance in the readers could never be antagonized .
No antagonizing doubts to the pleasure for the seeking readers , without you as the poet existed ; and yet that ever present poet manifesting , pointing a word onto one another , the better it is .

Less is more .

Without , is freedom .

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The little you had , are meant for that pleasure seeking souls . You really have nothing to lose , if you get that depersonalization done right .  In the poems , it’s that magic , brewing away the very presence of the creators , and in the world of knocking some sense into what beauty is , the artists are that lone souls back seeking into the almighty formulations somewhere else without ever leaving their own traces .

Isn’t that how gods get their names and ultimately , a sole character ?

In.dexx sank deep into the sofa . Deep comfort while looking all sturdy and unrelenting , 
And … what indeed about ‘Self’ ?

He did a quick scan of the left page .

‘ mere tools and the sinking onto ‘

‘past ; the master initiates , the quotation to future~perfect’

‘ surface     ‘the’   ~   a glint fresh into another ; surfacing ‘

‘tools strengthened the sets into’

 
He closed the codex ; a dry leaf flew out , as it was shutting .

The poets and their weanie~meanie , he gently put the codex on the coffee table and reached out for the pressed leaf on the floor , …

…. the large glass windows and moonlit sky ,

… took out his collective.ion device and did a three hundred sixty degree on the room , ….

luxury stance-ing like sword men with their weapon high up , looking for the enemies amongst themselves , unsatisfied still of the camaraderieship ,  

 ever , the presentable Solv , didn’t seem to fit in this persona but then again , he probably had gone through the many float.box schematics ,

 …. and placed the leaf back into the codex .

He sat , staring at the codex on the table , idled to all facts and fictions , waiting for Solv to come . 

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Projections

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In.dexx placed the three sapphires on the table .

Glinting facets , as his hand reached for his Mostly . 

Sipped it , noted the sharp rise of metallic taste in his palate , numbed dry his tongue for a few seconds , and he felt his mouth slowly covered with his own sweetened saliva , a few second later .

{ Strange thing happened while I was doing the lab works . Funny , but I somehow believe that it is quite interesting if I let you know of what had happened }

The tasting of one’s own mouth , heightened sensation to call for another fresh experience .  

Ready ? 

88 Well , tell me about it . Before that though , do you have time to spare , like a couple of days from today ? 88

{  Ummm .. I guess .. I wouldn’t have anything important until next week . Yes I could .. I guess , spare a couple of days .. }

88 Great . Come with me then . I’ll spare you the details  for now , go on right ahead with the sapphires . What have you found ? 88

{ The three sapphires as you probably knew , they were not identical . Even the nano chips , each one is independent in designations and schematic layouts . They meant to work together and yet they could accessed Hexa.Sync independently . }

Solv tapped the rim of his glass , staring at In.dexx for a few seconds without any words exchanged .

88 And why should that be , concerned with ? 88

{ that if you ask me , would be at most reaching for the stars . Integrated circuits but independent outputs of results at any time , like having a pie chart separated to it’s result to each independent down to the choices of three . The sapphires will decide to which  proprietary end results in the end it will go to . }

88 ok . I guess it didn’t say to which or what directions the output were going to … 88

{ No . But here’s the interesting part . The connective input series to these three sapphires did not come from either Hexa.Sync or O’kean software . It does not use the same programming codes to neither of these two . The processed output , yes it’s in that our good old Eruvydite schematics , to which as you know , compatible to Hexa.Sync }

88 Funny , these are the three sapphires that were responsible for that twenty four percent dips 88

In.dexx gulped the last of his Mostly ,

{ Wonder how long it has been in the system , perhaps it was twenty four percent rise all this time , no ? And also what bothers me a bit , the language codes in the programming has the knack to auto-correct , shifting to the right need by the ‘right’ probabilities . Perhaps , Mr Solv , there are things that you ‘forget’ to tell me , and maybe from there I could access and see these situations better , yes ? No ? }

Solv smiled and gave rise to a hearty laugh .

88 The knack to auto correct , shifting to the need by probabilities  ? How did you make that one out ? 88

{ They gave different results , in accordance to the different river waters . Each independent sapphires are working to points up in the result ; abstractly pointing out what was needed to better each river . The mangrove schematic strengthened the land while purifying the water , so in the end the sapphires with the nano-chips was designed with the statistic and probabilities for betterment , to which I find a bit strange considering that is used from illegal components , from my understanding … considering . }

Solv stared at the three sapphires without moving in a slightest  . 

88 You have found the purpose of these three , is that what you are claiming this minute ? 88

In.dexx looked at his empty glass , the little drops of Mostly on the bottom , the taste of one’s own mouth . 

{ Here’s the strange things that I was telling you about . You know Munch.ka GobbaGobGob ? The assistance who worked with Daria.Tonkeys ? }

Solv nodded , 

88 Yes , I am quite aware of those two … go on 88

{ He said things … well he was in  the trance . No other words to say these … Anyways , the fracted reality and him don’t get along too well … now if you must know Mr Solv … very very rare circumstances and you know why are animals and human who are not exposed to the awareness of certain intraxxes ,  any type of childhood are not allowed in the fracted.norm … you know of these rules , don’t you ? }

88 Yes . But Munch.ka is one of the top class A programmer … 88

{ Well  the trance was going according to my learning of the three sapphires … with his eyes closed and hands waving in all directions , telling me of random happenings … as he ‘sees’ it …} 

They both stared at each other . After a while , In.dexx broke the silence ,

{ you should hear what he said … it’s like poetry , but the difference is that , he was so connected to that sapphires , as when I touched the connective series in the nano-chips , … I had to stop for minutes at a time … he gave me goose bumps , it effects my precision . }

Solv stood up and looked at the bar , at the little small glass cubicle . 

88 Was he aware of these …. trances when he got out of it ? 88

Solv reached for his glass and In.dexx’s . 

Trances , the cross-wires . The barrier is the language , imagine projectivity other than that limitation . Fracted.Norm is notorious for these ill excursions . Although , trances was never heard of … there were cases where persons who don’t stay the same after they left the fracted.rooms . 

Fracted reality was argued amongst the scientists hundred of years ago , to where the art of faith , methods could very well be the reality , fracted , for the needs of supremacy in any forms in the mind of humanity . Well guess what , to induct these studies as part of of the intraxxes , this particular lineage of understanding took close to a hundred years , not to mention the heart-breaking wars across the Zones . That was one of the example , to how artistic minds were finally led to believe in the science to how we are in actuality . 

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Solv poured Mostly into both of the glasses . 

The trances ? Didn’t Hi-Tht.ID were known to be able working in these realms ? 

88 I touched your glass’s rim with sugar coated micro salt , high hill dry in cold winter , my In.dexx … Do you have these ‘trances’ in any form of recording format ? 88
In.dexx reluctantly took the glass from him ,

{ I’m afraid not … none at all }

88 Tell me to the best of your recollection then . Any talk of the plankton ? 88

2

Dry hot weather . 

You really do not want to be in the sun , direct heat and dry wind , to dry your sweaty body and in a short time you wouldn’t even … , 

…. and too late , the heat stroke will get you . 

Best to stay off it , Bta.Drsa looked out of her window in her Vechi.Home . 

With that , she called in the factory for a point.view , and while waiting for acknowledgement , she parked her Vechi.Home outside the gate , to which strangely was devoid of guards .

% On their last legs , this factory is . Their net worth has reduced to lower incomes for six years in the row . I don’t know how they survived with the profit margins so low …. %

Broken point.view ? 

Now talk about profit margin , they must have hit hard , to have their communication reduced to … 

Bta moved her Vechi.Home above the gates , entering the premise slowly . One thing she was not into this minute , is getting shot with those primitive metal bullets , so , slow as it comes , will have to do . 

% the last updated information , the strong man in the factory is the son , Forus.Noicht , well , it says here , two months after he took over from his father , the deal with the major speciality salt companies fell through %

55 Twist.Curve Incorporated ? 55

% Yes and few others … and also few programming software small companies … Zone 2  %

55 Do a quick trace on these software companies on their owners for me , please . Like right now , Manta Ray . Thanks  55

She stopped the Vechi.Home a moment , at least until she got the result . From where she was , she could see the roofs of the factories lining up ahead . 

55 Also the programmers , any criminal charges ? 55

Traces , and their incredulity . They marked the congregation easily . 

Traces would have it ; the past in that mass , stays alerted to what they were , better than what they could’ve  been , at most . 

% Yes . Most except two in the companies were listed under the  charges pending …. %

55 Good . That’s all I need to know …55

% Copyright infringements , bonded designations tampering , hacking Hexa.Sync , unsuccessfully , and few questionable unnecessary indoctrination  that I rather not go on . I could have Circ print them out for you , if you like … %

A man with a shot gun , presumably loaded , stood glaring . 

.th Not a toss further , friend , or I’ll pinch you hard to where you don’t like .th

At the very least he didn’t point the gun , Bta noted . Chewing gum , he was chewing gum …

Bta.Drsa got up and placed her collective ion by the front window , and switched it on . 
The man was chewing gum for heaven’s sake , in hot dry weather  , no good can come out from the decision making with a dry mouth like that , and to think that she really has no reason to be here …

A favor . Ask for a favor .

55 Hi there , I am Bta.Drsa 55

She held out her hand , which was ignored to where the glaring was having it’s field’s day . 

55 I tried to contact you through point.view but yours is broken . 55

.th Why are you here ? .th

A genuine concerned . The shot gun cradled in his arms , lovingly almost , noted Bta . 
55 I was raised in the village nearby , Region 527 . Abandoned . What happened ? 55

She let her facial expression do the talking , maybe he listened better that way . Some types of aggressive patterns do have their methods in conversation differently . The visuals has more to say than words to these kinds .

The man kept staring her Vechi.Home , nodded with a serious face while his hands tightened the grip on his gun ,

.th I’ve never been into one of these … homes . I’ve installed the foundation for it though , stack.five .. thinking that this place would be prosperous enough in the past   .th 

55 Would you want to take a look inside my Vechi ? Maybe you can tell me what happened to 527 while we have tea or coffee . Would you like that ? 55

.th ok … the foundation is certified a year ago under guarantee , you can park it there . I am sure it’s safe there .th 

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Within the layers , 

The boarding in , on the in-circuits , 

there are terraces , 

Upon the folds of rivers ; 

stacked up in the order of perfected expectation ,

in design to no humanity could ever compete with ,

Pre- determination , 

instructed to reach the where into the Quiet when ,

 Multi tasking chips , independently 

.

  . successfully in full working order ; Tall

rooting ever so slowly but surely , 

Memorizing with that perfect machine in Clarity , 

Of the how the ‘ When ‘ and it’s silence gets it’s full clarification ,

for ‘he’ who roots and clarify the best ; 

Within The Many Layers ,

Gets to initiate the start of the Good , 

….at the very least ,

Move a few hills into … 

for a Mountain , One ,

and that for many more .

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Yes ? ,  Solv listened to In.dexx reading a random poem with his attention drawn to his mouth . 

Was he slurring ? , Mostly already gets the best of him ?

Have I met this man , Munch.ka ? Heard of him , seen in point.view , illegally of course , but I don’t think I ever had the opportunity ….. Solv was sure of this .. .

Place his glass carefully on the table . Mostly got the straights in him too . Clarity with no point base , clarifying the beat of the hearts simply for the sake of it . 

Funny’s funny .

Is he still at Munch.ka and his trances ?

88 Listen …. In.dexx . Here’s what we do … well , what I like to do … why don’t you go upstairs , relax and treat it like your own home , breathe in the scenes a little bit . We’ll talk again later … like in two hours , yes ? 88

In.dexx stopped in mid sentence with his mouth opened , as a smile crept into his eyes ,
{ Mostly returns ? I can feel the sea making it’s waves }

The talkative always flow . The pedestal of kindness will re-surface . The truest has no limit in a child , and Mostly has been known to recreate asunder into legitimate experiences without the need of damning rituals . So the mind who graced by Mostly , gets to the points of who he is without the damns , since all the anomalies of the world don’t really exist , not indeed when Mostly was the fuel .

All the designers of this fuel in the tastebuds are already dead .

It graces the impurities without that abrasive solvent of an idea , it simply fades when it’s done . 

The impurities indeed are reminded to what they are , singular-ing into the Whom , and it’s up to you and to your next glass of Mostly to initiate the ‘proceedings’ of your life .

Munch.ka GobbaGobGob .

The quiet was tuning . 

After minutes had passed and with In.dexx upstairs , the silence in the Vechi.Home was toning to a pitch deep within him . 

The fat man without a close-friend , is a man , bundled with perspectives , of his own , satiated through the chosen needs in the given space of contentment . In other words , he may not be expressive , but fields upon fields , given the right closeness to the understanding of his whys , could very well be the truth that could never be achieved by mere common men , when seen without the excess . 

Access , when expressing the Excess , you’ll get to ‘see’ them , and Munch.ka’s in his Whys , ‘truthfully’ . 

‘They’ , the descriptive of his visuals don’t lie .

The Thoroughness’s Keeper , the sole factor in mindfulness from Incompleteness was , even with the perfect balance into what the ‘tuning ‘ is , you can literally see the ‘truth’ in how the ‘rather’ would take place . 

Insert 2342 , BeLink Intrax , Solv was there for the induction . 

It is mesmerizing , how the concepts , simple as they are , becomes an abstraction , art~ing into life and all you have to do is , choose to the closest variation , that ‘explains’ you , from the point of manifestation that you’ve been exposed or used to .

This is why , closures in everything that is decent enough for you , is important . Or anything that has closures , already paid a price for decencies . Be it as it may ….., Solv glanced at the bottle , Mostly , on the bar table .  

The waves are sure innate , ain’t it ? 

It was there even before …

:: She’s is very close to the End , Solv . I am afraid we couldn’t make it in time ::

Solv grabbed Mostly and poured himself another glass .

The proceedings … of life …

88 Give her a call , in the name of Ditha.Sevaras on the BPV … right now , and hold the call for me … 88

Death , done right ; can be made to wait … compassion in all that is , when the cares of another overshadow the dark , the fears and the sadness , it would poise the minutes to lengthen , and here is the seek of the light since he knew her pretty well , her younger years ….

 
The twist of the branch , that manages to live , to sprout on it’s own … 

and left it’s rooting schematic far and away …. in Time and Spaces .

:: We’re half an hour away from her residence by the way . Somebody’s on the line . Shall I say , it’s you on the line , Solv ? ::

…

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